Joran held her tight, and she glared at him so fiercely that his heart clenched painfully. He did not even realise before that moment how much she meant to him and how much she hated him.
Not like that.
“Why?” He repeated. “Why couldn’t you fall for me? I was always there, doing everything for you!”
Astrea stared at him for a few minutes, shocked he had to ask her that.
“Because I was already taken!” She replied, making him flinch at her words. “Because I never saw you that way. You never acted like a man who knew how to love, a man with whom I could feel safe, and to be absolutely honest, I still think you don’t know what actual love is.”
Those words were like a slap to him, and his first instinct was to pull her closer.
“I have lived for thousands of years. Do you think I have neve
