Mason
She left first.
That was fine.
Except it wasn’t.
Because the moment she stood up, everything reset except me.
Jace watched me pack up slowly.
“You’re cooked,” he said again.
I didn’t respond.
Because I was still thinking about a chair.
And how something that small shouldn’t have stayed with me this long.
But it did.
And I didn’t like what that meant.
Not yet.
Not fully.
But enough to know it was changing something.
Nineteen
CHAPTER NINETEEN
ROWAN
I told myself I wasn’t going back to the arena that day.
That lasted until I was halfway through deleting notes I wasn’t actually reading.
Serena didn’t even look up when I grabbed my bag.
“You’re going,” she said.
“No.”
“You are.”
“I said no.”
She finally looked at me. Smirked. “You’re going because you’re bored, or because you want to see if he’s there.”
“I don’t want to see anyone.”
“Sure.”
I left before she could say anything else.
Which was basically an answer anyway.
