Zephyra's POV

The awareness glimmering in his eyes made me think he knew exactly what was going on. How could he not imagine there was a chance I’d seen the photos?

But suddenly I wanted him to know. To realize it wasn’t okay to hurt people just because there were no repercussions for him.

The elevator behind him dinged, and the men boarded it, holding the door open. “Lirael?” one of them called out.

I took another step backward. “I’ll see you later, Lirael. I’m glad you and ...