FIA
I stared at the phone. Waited for him to say something that would make sense of all this.
"I'm coming there tomorrow," Milo said finally. "I'm going to tell Alpha Cian the whole truth."
The words hit me wrong. Like they didn't fit together the way they should.
"Why?" I asked.
"What?"
"Why would you do that?" I shifted on the bed. The nightgown crinkled louder. "Isn't it too late? You already got what you wanted. Hazel is free. I'm trapped. Mission accomplished."
"Fia, it's not like that."
"Then what is it like?" I pressed the phone harder against my ear. "Because from where I'm sitting, you helped destroy my life and now suddenly you want to fix it? That doesn't make sense unless something changed for you."
Silence followed.
My stomach dropped.
"Something happened between you and Hazel." It wasn't a question. I could hear it in what he wasn't saying. "Did it? Did your little love affair turn sour?"
More silence followed.
"Milo."
