*Saoirse*

“Rhys.”

I eventually found him in the training room, likely working off some stress. I was mesmerized by his quick, sure movements as he struck the training dummy. He lowered his arms when he saw me. I frowned when his hard expression didn’t lighten up at all.

My throat felt like it was going to close up as I remembered how, not so long ago, he would beam at me when we saw each other.

I wondered what had gone wrong.

Ever since ...