VESPER GREY LYSAN POV

I stalked Gabby and Zevran from a distance, each step I took in the shadows tightening my pulse until it hammered beneath my skin like a drum.

I watched them slip through the glass doors of a high-end restaurant, Gabby laughing at something irrelevant, their shoulders brushing like they belonged together.

The sight burned.

I clenched my eyes, trying to scrub the image out of my mind, but it stayed burned in, refusing to let go.

Get it together, Vesper. You don’t get ...