**Gaia's POV**

His question hangs in the air between us like a blade. The pain in Lysander's eyes should move me—maybe it would have, once. Before he chose status over our bond. Before he taught me that I'm not worth fighting for.

Now it just makes me tired.

"It's none of your business," I say. My voice comes out flat, emotionless. Cold in a way I've never been with him before.

He flinches like I've struck him. "None of my business? Gaia, we're ...