“What the fuck are you doing here, Xavier?

Came to watch me suffer?

Came to admire the trophy you won in the cage you kept me?”

Meret spat the words at him, fury burning in her eyes, her voice sharp with disgust and exhaustion. She couldn’t believe she had trusted him. Couldn’t believe they had ever been friends. Couldn’t believe he would be the one to do this to her.

Xavier froze. He hadn’t even known what he would say when he was coming here. He only knew he wanted to see her, ...