EMBER’S POV

“That was when the fight happened,” Silas says now, in slow realisation.

“That was the fight.” She finally meets his eyes, devoid of any mercy. “I told you everything I felt that night. That I hated this mountain. That I hated our family. That I hated the filthy legacy you loved so much. That I hated you. And you told me to fuck off, brother. You told me the mountain would run better without me wearing everyone down with my nagging.” A thin, razor-sharp smile touches her lips. “So I took you at your word.”

She turns back to me. The dreaminess is entirely gone now, replaced by...