POV (ALEC)
I could feel my grip tightening around Fahim's neck as Zander tried to pry my fingers away. Rage consumed my mind and ate away at my soul. I had never been so angry and so confused all at the same time. What was going on? What did he mean I would never see her again? That was not his choice to make nor hers for that matter. Abelia was mine, destined to be with me. Yes, I had made mistakes. Yes, I had tested her, said the wrong things, but I was new to this, this feeling, these desires.
The truth was, I could not explain it. Why I loved Abelia so fervently. From the moment I laid eyes on her, in that simple white and blue sun dress at Bruno and Betty's Diner, I knew it was too late. I was hers. There was a familiar presence in her figure when the light hit it just right and a
