Chapter 454
- Third Person's POV
- Trista whipped around, a flash of pure revulsion in her eyes. "Let go."
- Cassian stared at the breakfast in her hand, his breathing hitching, his face a ghostly mask of resentment. "You went out of your way to that shop? To get from your place to there, then back here to the healing center just to buy Elias breakfast... you went over an hour out of your way. What makes him worth that much effort?"