"You sit on that throne and you call them lines of code, characters, but you know absolutely nothing about them!" Roxy shouted, her voice shaking with raw passion. She took a step forward, completely ignoring the dangerous aura radiating from Abaddon. "You don't know the way Zarek's heart beats when he holds any of the girls! You don't know the quiet devotion of Kaelen, or Torian's fierce, unconditional protection! You don't understand Caspian's gentle love, or how Syris would literally sacrifice himself to keep our family safe! And you absolutely, fundamentally, do not know Ren!"
A hot, agonizing tear slipped over her dark lashes, tracing a clean line through the dirt and soot on her cheek, but Roxy did not wipe it away. She let it fall.
