I glanced up at her, but she wasn’t looking at me. She had her back turned, her arms folded, and I could tell she was trying not to cry. She refused to let me see her cry. I couldn’t bring myself to comfort her. I sat there, hunched up on the ground, my body stronger than ever, my heart and mind clear. The fields around me seemed that bit dimmer now. There was silence between us. How could I have let this happen, but then again, why shouldn’t have I? After all, I’d found my witch, she was the one who I would be with forever.

I closed my eyes and breathed in the sweet scents of flowers on the air, the flowers I held in my hand,

“Tallulah,” she didn’t turn to listen to me, she looked up at the sky, her head tilted, she sniffed, “I’m sorry.”

“No you’re not.” I blinked and gazed at the back of her, “You’re not sorry at all. This is all exactly what you wanted. You wanted some perfect blood bond with your witch so you could live happily ever after. What happened to our perfect ending Caleb?” she turned and faced me, defiant and with more strength than I could ever hope to possess, “If you don’t want me and my love then say it to my face. I’m not giving up on you.”

I couldn’t look at her, too ashamed. She seemed to gain some satisfaction out of it, I couldn’t say anything, how could I respond to that? What my brain was saying was different to what my heart was screaming at me.

“I thought so. You can’t say it can you? You’re a coward Caleb Grayson.” Her words were like shards of glass being scrapped along my skin, “You’re selfish and a coward, I don’t know why I want you, all you ever care about is yourself, about how you want things to be. Well here’s some news for you wolf boy; life ain’t listening. I’m not going to make this easy for you. If you want your witch, go to her, get out of my sight, crawl back to Kayleigh and have your perfect life. Because I may not stop loving you, but I sure as hell am not going to stand here waiting for you.”

And with that, she turned on her heel and walked away.