Chapter 49

I sat on the cold sand watching the waves crash against the shore, each one carrying away a little more of my composure.

The salty breeze whipped my hair around my face, but I barely noticed. All I could think about was the fight with Tristan and how everything between us had shattered so completely.

Why was he doing this to me? Why throw my worst mistakes back in my face when I was already falling apart? The cruel things Seraphine had said were bad enough, but having Tristan dismiss my pain and call me childish felt like a betrayal that cut straight to my bones.

I couldn't...