Solarys flinched. "She was not stronger, but I wasn't ready to kill her, and when I finally woke up from that daze, I couldn't find her." His golden eyes burned with regret, shame, and fury. "She found a way to elude me, but I've—"
I sighed. This man was still delusional. He is a freaking spirit and has lived longer than she has. He could have found her if he wanted to, but deep down, he...
Deep down, he still cared for her.
The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. I clenched my fists to the point that my nails bit my palms enough to draw blood.
"You never really let her go," I said quietly, my voice colder than winter frost.
Solarys' golden eyes flashed. "That's not—"
"Save it." I held up a hand, cutting him off. "I don't need your excuses. You had centuries to hunt her down
