Chapter 238
- Finn's POV
- I let him paw at me, a doll in his grip, his anxious eyes boring into me. It stirred something - anger, maybe, or worse, something soft I couldn't stomach. I shoved him back, sharp and sudden. "I'm fine," I snarled, turning to walk away.
- The flowers hit the ground behind me, petals scattering like spilled guts.