For days, I kept my distance. I thought if I left Antalya alone, maybe shed finally cool off, maybe shed stop fighting me, maybe I could make her understand. Instead, she starved herself.

When I finally went to her room, the first thing I noticed was how pale she was, curled up like a wounded animal. She looked so smallnothing like the spitfire whod once tried to stab me with her own hands. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the ache in my chest.

Antalya, I said quietly, You have ...