Lulu

It’s been two days since Caspian admitted the bitter truth about our imperfect bond. For those same two days, we’ve been taking turns scouring every corner of this stifling city, trying to find any trace of Vane.

We move in an awkward silence. Even though Caspian keeps trying small things, like making sure I eat properly or draping a blanket over me when I fall asleep from exhaustion, I still keep my distance.

Trust, once cracked, doesn’t mend in a single night of regret.

That ...