Jaxon

I’d done the one thing I swore I wouldn’t. I watched Elvira from the window of my chambers. She was in the flower yard with Brielle, laughing, her head tossed back in a way that made her hair shimmer beneath the late afternoon sun. I should’ve looked away. I should’ve turned around and kept walking. But I didn’t.

Instead, I stood there like a fool.

“Why are you doing this to yourself?” I ...