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cold pizza and devoured it, standing next to me.
    I heard the door lock click, and glanced that way. Ada and Stone came in, laughing. They looked up, saw Brennan and I watching, then quieted down and went their separate ways to their rooms.
    Once they were gone, I glanced at Brennan. “They were embarrassed. Something is up with those two.”
    His jaw dropped. “Holy crap. Do you think they’re….”
    I shook my head, “NO. No way. That’s like catching your parents–”
    Brennan laughed. “I bet they are. He’s been flirting with her a lot lately.”
    “Seriously?”
    He nodded. I glanced up toward their rooms. The rooms with a connecting bathroom. “Well, that arrangement is convenient, then,” I said. He followed my gaze and nodded.
    “It’s nice that they have a chance to be happy,” he murmured. I turned to him, found his eyes on me.
    “Happiness is over rated,” I said. “And temporary.”
    His gaze bored into mine. “Temporary happiness is better than endless misery.”
    “I disagree.”
    He shook his head. “You are still in mourning. Everything looks bleak to you, and that’s normal.”
    “Who says it didn’t look bleak before he died?” I asked.
    He shook his head. “You know that’s crap. You had hope, believed you could make things better. You did your zombie thing after he died, and then you threw yourself into being the badass, uncontested power in this city. You haven’t let yourself just mourn. You haven’t even had time to think about–”
    “Do not,” I began, aware that the building shook a little as I felt my power escalate in my irritation. “Do not suggest that I haven’t thought about what happened. It is all I think about.” I stared at him, hard.
    “Did you think about this: Nain used you. He couldn’t beat Astaroth himself, and that never sat well with him. The perfect weapon came into his hands, and he used it. Have you thought of that? Because I think about it a lot, and every time I do, I wish he was here so I could kick his demonic ass.” Anger came off of him in waves, and I knew, the way I know anything, that it was not anger at me. It was for me, and it took me by surprise. Brennan is rarely angry. It freaked me out, more than anything.
    “Do you think I’m a moron? Of course I’ve thought of that,” I said, and I heard the snarl in my voice. He just watched me. “Do you think I don’t know what he did? Do you seriously think that I am not spending every moment cursing myself for being so damned gullible?”
    He watched me, muscle twitching in his jaw.
    “Do you honestly think that I’m that clueless?” I said, more quietly. “He played me. He used me. I believe he thought it was the only way to keep me safe. Emotions do not lie. He loved me. But he lied to me and he used me to do the one thing I can’t live with. He made me kill someone I love. I will never come back from that. Not entirely.”
    “I hate him nearly as much as I love him. I have never been hurt so badly in my life. This is not something you ‘get over.’ This is not something that you learn to deal with, put on a happy face so the people around you can move on. I can’t do that.”
    Brennan bowed his head. “You deserve to be happy, Molly. You deserve someone worthy of someone as amazing as you.”
    I laughed. It was a bitter sound, and I hated myself a little more for it. “And is that someone you, Brennan?”
    He just looked at me. “I wish it was. You know that. But I’m not enough and you deserve better.”
    I wanted to argue with him, tell him that the real issue was that he was far too good for someone like me, even if I could love again. “Well. Whether he’s here or not, Nain was it for me. He was a bastard. He taught me very well why falling in love is a huge mistake. It is not one I’ll make again. It clouded my judgment, and look what happened. The one person I could trust,
me
, became untrustworthy because I was distracted and stupid. That is not