At that instant, something in him felt familiar again. That easy warmth. That reckless charm. The version of Fabian she once knew so well.
My gaze dropped. I couldn't look at him for long.
"It's already in the past," I said quietly. "There's no point bringing it up now."
What was done was done. No apology could undo it.
I knew holding on would only poison me. In the pack, grudges turned into weakness. Letting go was survival. Still… forgiveness wasn't something I could offer so easily. Not when my instincts still remembered the break. The crack in a bond that was once everything.
I wasn't angry enough to seek revenge.
But I wasn't soft enough to pretend it didn't matter.
He had been my first. My heart had chosen him once, completely. He had stood beside me in the brightest part of my life, when everything felt simple and untouched. I didn't want to stain those memories with bitterness.
"Vivian, I—"
