JACKSON

I really thought it would be easy.

I thought she was different. I thought Nyra wouldn’t look at me the way Lena did in the end like I was something broken, something cursed, something better avoided. I thought, for once, the moon would get tired of laughing at me.

I was wrong.

So damn wrong.

The thought burned as I sat outside the hospital, the cold stone bench biting through my clothes. I didn’t even remember sitting down. One moment I was standing, pacing, my head full of ...