FIA
The lie landed in front of me like a gift. I took it.
"I know it is a bit hypocritical to be angry."
My voice came out quieter than I meant it to. I forced myself to meet his eyes, to hold his gaze even though guilt was already crawling up my throat.
"I feel guilty for being angry."
I let the shield drop. Just enough. Just a crack in the wall I had built around my side of the bond so he could feel what I needed him to feel. The guilt poured through, real and sharp, and I watched his expression shift as it hit him.
"But I am still mad at you. Mad at you for somehow blinding that girl."
The words felt wrong in my mouth, but I kept going.
"I'm mad because I know it is technically my fault."
Cian opened his mouth to argue, but I raised my hand.
"Everyone knows how magical healing works. Time has ticked and is still ticking. That girl might never see again."
"I didn't want you to know."
His voice dropped low. The regret in it twisted something in my chest.
