I clenched my hands in my lap, my throat dry. "I thought I did."
Her gaze slid toward me, narrowing slightly. "You keep making choices that suggest otherwise."
My heartbeat thundered in my ears. “I’m not weak.”
Her lips twitched, not quite a smile. “No. You’re not. But strength without caution isn’t bravery—it’s stupidity.”
I set my jaw. "I'm not sure if I should take that advice from you. Aren't you the one always getting into a fight?"
"Have you ever heard of me losing a fight, Renee?"
I grimaced at that. "Are you saying I'm a loser?"
"I'm saying you don't plan to win and thus plan to lose."
The weight of her words settled heavily between us as the city lights streaked by outside. I didn’t know yet if she was warning me, threatening me, or trying to protect me. Maybe it was all t
