Zara's POV

"I guess you ran out of things to say," Jamie taunts with a grin. He had finished setting up the candle circle around me and was admiring his work. He seemed pleased.

"It's really a pity," he went on. "I actually enjoy talking to you. If it were under better circumstances, I might even like you. We have the potential to develop a close friendship."

"Not a chance," I sneered, rolling my eyes. "I could never be friends with someone who turned his back and betrayed ...