Elena POV

He looked at me like he was trying to figure out the best way to give me bad news.

“Stop pretending like you care and just tell me straight.” I blew out an annoyed puff of air and leveled a stare at him. “I can handle it. You know that.”

“I do care.” He started to say but I held up a hand to stop him.

“Just. Tell. Me.”

“Fine.” He said, as a sort of tension seemed to gather in his shoulders. “Your ability manifested itself quite early. While others usually ...