Stone Circle From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea

She didn’t seem to notice the shift in his temper. Atreus supposed he should be grateful, though it just soured his mood even more. He really didn’t appreciate the way she smiled at him so sweetly. It reminded him of the way Ink had touched him in the past: flirtatiously. If she had a boyfriend, why would she tease him like this?

Nothing, he replied, which was the truth. His jaw had tightened, so he loosened it a bit to say, No, it’s really just Amalia and me. She’s probably wondering where I am, so I’m gonna go. I’m glad you’re happy, Ink.

He turned and began to walk stiffly away, though he stopped after a few yards, raised his head and let out a great breath. Atreus turned to look back at her, catching those pretty eyes. His gut felt hollow as he realized what he’d lost but it wasn’t her fault. Ink had done nothing wrong.

You deserve all the happiness in the world, you know that? I really am happy for you. I just—I have to go. But I hope you and Merry have a wonderful life together. I really do.

He even managed a tight smile before facing forward again and trotting away, heading north despite knowing exactly what he would find in that direction. Atreus supposed it fit. If he was already stumbling down memory lane, he might as well face some more painful fuckery from his past.