Stacey POV
I couldn't bear to look at him, his body still lying there, cold now, on the dungeon floor. Sure, I might not have loved Gordon, not in the way he loved me, but it didn't mean that I had wanted him to die, because of my actions. I'd just been lonely, Rowan's interest in me had seemed to be waning and I'd clutched at Gordon like he was some sort of lifeline. I knew he had always liked me and I used that to my advantage, wanting somebody who desired me to love me, to touch me, to make me feel once again. But boy had it backfired. I hadn't meant to hurt Rowan, but he hadn't seen what his waning desire had done to me and how desperate it had made me feel. Sure I wanted to be Luna, but didn't I deserve that? I had dated Rowan for a whole year and I loved him beyond measure. I adored
