#Chapter 110: I Choose You

Kaine Ember stands in front of me with her eyes locked on mine, and I can see the exact moment she decides I'm going to reject her—the walls going up behind her gaze, the squaring of her shoulders, the way her whole body braces to lose everything again. "Say something," Rafe snarls. "She's ours." But the words are stuck in my throat, not because I don't mean them but because there are too many, all fighting to get out at once. She has my mark and she's had it for a year—a year of hiding, a year of swallowing poison, a year of believing I would do exactly what the others did. And Bianca never had mine—I've known something was wrong with that mark since the moment I saw it, too perfect and too convenient for anything real. The silence between us is suffocating, and she thinks I'm weighing my options, calculating whether she's worth the scandal and the Court's disapproval—she thinks I'm like them. I tell her Bianca's mark was fake and hers is real, that she's my mate, that she's alw