KIERAN’S POV
I should’ve walked away.
When Sera led Daniel into the forest, blindfold and all, I should’ve turned back to the courtyard. Mingled with the guests. Pretended I wasn’t dying to know what she’d planned for him.
But I didn’t move.
I stood there—rooted, breaths uneven, heart pounding—as she vanished into the trees with our son.
I tried to keep my expression neutral. Judging by the sidelong glance and the knowing smirk Gavin tried—and failed—to hide, I was doing a piss-poor job of it.
I told myself I wasn’t bothered.
I told myself I wasn’t envious.
I told myself I wasn’t hoping Sera would include me in whatever she had planned.
But then the trees swallowed them, and bitterness scorched my chest.
She didn’t look back.
She didn’t ask me to come.
And I had no right to expect her to.
Not after the walkway. Not after what I said.
‘How can you be so cruel?’
