Chapter 58

• "Don't look at me like that, Rhea. Don't look at me with pity."
• Ash turned his back on her, running a hand through his hair. The beam from the moon caught the tense line of his shoulders. She sat stuck on the bed in his apartment on Alpha Row, the quiet between them a heavy, suffocating blanket. The battle had been growing for days. Ever since he'd returned from a solo patrol and had been distant, sullen.
• “I don’t pity you, Ash,” she said, her voice soft but firm. “I’m worried about you. You’ve been pushing me away.”