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“Nothing,” I said. It was a lie, and we both knew it, but damn if I was going to admit that I’d just seen Nylah.
“I asked you to stay away,” Ellie said.
“Would you be able to stay away?”
“It’s not about what you want, Dex. It’s about what’s good for Nylah.”
“What’s good for Nylah is not to be treated like a prisoner,” I snapped. “You can’t keep her locked away from the real world forever, you know. She likes having company sometimes, she likes hearing the stories—”
“You’ve been doing this more often?” Ellie asked, shock riddling her face before her anger increased.
I’d put my foot in my mouth, said too much. This was why words were dangerous and I used so few of them.
“She enjoys spending time with me,” I said tightly. “You can ask her yourself. Ask her what she wants. The sooner she gets back into the real world, the better.”
“How do you think she’ll cope with that?” Ellie asked.
“The only way we’ll know is if we let her,” I retorted. “She’s not made of glass, Ellie. If she never remembers, she’ll have to start building a new life.”
“She’ll remember,” Ellie said, her jaw clenched, her eyes bright with fury. “We’re getting there.”
“Are you?” I prodded. “It seems to me like you’re holding onto something that might not be there.”
“Don’t you dare tell me I’m wrong to hope.”
“Hope is fine,” I said. “You just can’t keep calling the shots. So, what if she doesn’t remember? We can start from scratch. She’s already opening up to me more, and that spark we had before…it’s still there.”
When Ellie didn’t answer, I added, “I know you know about us. She would have told you.”
“You can’t be together,” Ellie said.
Deron niggled on her hip, and she jiggled him. He felt the tension between us—kids were so open to these things—and he didn’t like it.
“I know that you’re my queen, Ellie, but Nylah is important to me. If Nylah wants to see me, I will make the effort,” I said to Ellie, reaching for Deron to take his hand.
He grabbed my fingers, and it seemed to calm him enough that we could keep talking.
“So, my opinion doesn’t matter?”
I shook my head. “With all due respect, it doesn’t. Not with this. I love her, Ellie. And she loves me. She fell in love with me before, and she’ll do it again. I’m telling you, it’s already there. I don’t care what you think. If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to—”
“You’re going to lose each other,” Ellie blurted out. “It’s in the stars.”
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
Her face changed, the anger draining, replaced by something that looked a lot like pity.
“Nylah had a vision about the two of you, before all of this happened. She told me about it.”
“What vision?” I asked, eyes narrowed.
“You would fall in love, and when you were mated and in love, closer than ever, you would be torn apart, and your bond would be broken. You’re both going to get hurt.”
“That makes no sense,” I said, shaking my head. “Nylah’s visions don’t usually sound like that.”
“I know. She didn’t want to tell you, to spare you, but it’s going to happen if you keep pushing this. Her memory loss is a blessing in disguise, Dex. If she doesn’t remember what you feel for each other, it’s better to leave well enough alone. You can’t let her get hurt.”
“I’m not the one who’s going to hurt her,” I said, bristling. “How can you tell me I should stay away from her for her own good? How can you tell me it’s a blessing? Do you hear how convoluted it sounds?”
