Claire's POV
I don't know what Daphne made up after Gideon realized I was left. But Gideon is cruel enough to want me erased. That much was clear.
Even the whole celebration was probably a trap to capture me.
I am foolish enough to believe that after all these years, even though he never love me back, he will give me a chance to explain myself in a more peaceful way.
Now I have to say the truth hurts.
As soon as I make it to the car, I hide until Peter pulls open the door and throws himself in the driver's seat.
The car skids on the dirt road, circling wide around the packhouse until the lanterns and cheers are nothing but faint echoes behind us.
We ride without speaking, without breathing. My thoughts tumble over themselves as the woods swallow us.
“Claire,” Peter says gently. “Yo
