Eve

I walked away from Mia faster than I meant to, boots crunching too loudly in the snow. My bottom lip was caught between my teeth, worried raw, and my eyes burned with the urge to glance back, just once, to see if she was watching me go. But I didn’t. I kept my gaze fixed on the front door, willing myself forward.

Why wasn’t she calling after me? Not even my name. Nothing.

I sighed softly, breath clouding in the frigid air. Maybe I didn’t want her to call me back anyway. Not after what she’d said. That weird, baseless nonsense. Accusing Sage of lying about something as sacred...