EMBER’S POV

“You. Me. Anyone with a fucking heart and mummy-issues.” He says it flat, like arithmetic. “But if you want my opinion? Waiting twenty-six years to hand you thirty seconds of affection is incredibly selfish, which is very on-brand for Devika. It’s a cheap tip left on a massive, overdue bill. She bought her own peace of mind with it, not yours. But she also proved something you needed to know. She proved the problem was never you, Ember. She always had it in her to love you; she was just too much of a coward to do it. So take the thirty seconds. Keep the absolute proof that...