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My own body bowed slightly, the force of the rejection taking less of a toll on me. I’d already been suffering the results of Wyatt’s unspoken rejection for months. It barely affected me now that I was making the rejection known.
“Skye, wait!” Wyatt’s broken voice called out after me, but I was already gone, slamming his office door behind me and nearly bumping into the bun bitch on my way out. She said something to me, but I didn’t even care enough to hear her.
I was done with Wyatt. He could have whoever he wanted, but it wouldn’t be me.
Chapter 46
Skye
I glanceddown at the text on my phone, reading the words over again like they’d changed between five minutes ago and now.
THURSDAY
Alexander Sombra, MY FATHER IN-LAW?
Hope you’ve been well. Let me know if you need anything. I’m free to talk any time.
YESTERDAY
Alexander Sombra, MY FATHER IN-LAW?
Has the dress arrived yet? I had it shipped last week. Let me know if you need any last minute alterations. I’m looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.
6 HOURS AGO
Alexander Sombra, MY FATHER IN-LAW?
A car will be arriving for you soon. Let me know if you need anything else before you arrive.
Yeah,nofucking thanks. I was never going to that gala, but especially not now after he’d been texting me like he couldn’t take a hint.
Not only was he like, forty, which wasold, but he wasthe prince’s father. He knew his son was one of my Links, and yet he was almost…pursuing me? I shivered in disgust, then rubbed at my chest.
It’d been two weeks since I’d rejected Wyatt, and while my chest spasmed on an almost daily basis, I’d yet to feel anything else. The dread coiling through me wasn’t from the prince’s dad hitting on me, though. That I couldn’t explain. Part of me worried it was because I was keeping my rejection of Wyatt from Aiden.
Well, I wasn’tkeepingitfrom Aiden. I just…hadn’t told him yet.
I cringed, putting my phone away before turning another page in my journal, then copied down the modern translation for the healing tome my shadow had brought me. Alongside the dictionary, also given to me by my shadow, I was translating the original book much faster than before.
A lot of what I was reading made way more sense to me now that I had this dictionary. If only I was able to leave campus, I could get this journal to Zephyr and he’d be able to study on his healing affinity more quickly. And then, he'd be able to attempt healing–
“Hey, Skye.”
My whole body went rigid as I slowly turned to face Landon, who was standing a respectful distance away from my table.
It’d been weeks since I’d spoken to him. I’d been successfully avoiding him ever since the wholeyou’re a Godconversation, but he’d insisted on following me, anyway. He’d tried speaking to me a few times as he handed me class notes and even an entire packet of final essay topics with lists of sources, but I hadn’t replied.
Even now, I only stared at him. Landon’s shoulders hunched in slightly, his expression breaking into something pained.
“I’m…I’m really sorry, Skye. I never wanted this to happen.”
I blew out a breath before I glanced back down at my journal and cursed internally because I’d lost my place.
“I got this for you,” Landon said, and I watched him shuffle back and forth in my peripheral vision. He placed something down on the table and I looked up just enough to see an old, thick book dropping dust on the table in front of me.
My jaw dropped as I took in the title, written in the old language.
The Healing Affinity for Beginners
