THANE POV
After ruining us for the rest of our pathetic lives, she acted like everything was normal. Like she hadn’t held us on the verge of a cliff waiting for us to fall. And f**k we did. Hard.
She walked in front of us.
Barefoot. Like a f*****g fallen Angel.
I kept my eyes on her ankles because that was safer than looking at the rest of her and less painful than looking away.
She moved slower than she wanted us to notice. Not weak. Persefone Savage did not know how to be weak. But careful. Her body was still hurting, even if she had already decided to challenge the entire world to a rematch.
I noticed because noticing her had become the only thing my body knew how to do.
Before the bond, I had noticed her in pieces.
A flash of blonde hair in the hallway.
The edge of her voice w
