That’s when I recognize the path I’m on.
Hurrying ahead, I move by memory until I get to the cliff. It’s where Zane brought me after Kurosaki’s assassin tried to run us off the road.
“Aren’t you scared?”I’d asked him as he stood right here on the precipice.
“Scared?”
“Our car almost ran off a mountain just like this.”
“Exactly why I’m here. To remind myself I’m not afraid of anything.”
I smile at the memory.
Last time, I couldn’t sit on the edge next to him. This time, I walk right up to the dangerous edge and take a seat. My legs dangle off the cliff, pointing to the dangerous rocks below.
The sunset is brilliant from here and I inhale a deep breath.
“Thought I’d find you here,” a deep voice says.
Every nerve in my body sparks to life, as if it had been waiting for his voice to burn brightly again.
I twist my head and meet Zane’s deep blue eyes.
When I told Cadence I’d find my way home, I didn’t know that home would find me instead.
Chapter Fifty-Seven
ZANE
In one of Grey’s lectures, we read a poem called ‘Fire’. I barely passed the quiz for that assignment, but I do remember the three last lines of the poem.
Our eyes met in the blazing sun
Fire burned, lightning flashed
Time ceased
I get it now.
How the poet felt when he wrote that. What he saw.
The fire.
The lightning.
Time… broken.
Because right now, everything in the world is fading out except for Grey’s presence.
Looking at her—my favorite person in my favorite place—I wish I was a different kind of artist. Wish I could paint a picture or snap a photo that would do her justice.
I’m mesmerized by the way the sunset glows on her skin, turning her into a goddess of light. The way the breeze makes hercurls dance. The way her lips tip up as if she expected me. As if she’d been waiting for me to show.
“I’m not going to ask how you found me,” Grey says softly.
“I’m not going to ask why you didn’t call.”
One shoulder lifts in a tired shrug. “I’m surprised I remembered how to get here.”