Ethan
I watch Fiona speaking confidently and brightly with the lawyer about her problems. It’s such a difference from the woman I first met. We haven’t known each other long, but her self-conscious and restrained attitude from before has fallen away, leaving a beautiful, self-reliant creature standing in front of me.
“She doesn’t need your human backing anymore,” Zev says with a hint of hesitation in his tone.
“You’re not wrong. She doesn’t need our help with the lawyer anymore,” I agree. Honestly, a few weeks after Mr. Adair took the case, he’d stopped contacting me. He worked solely with Fiona, which I thought was a good idea.
Watching them now, maybe it wasn’t. She no longer needs me in this field, which should make me feel great, but thinking about her not needing me in any sens
