Chapter 41

January 10th, 2019

Collège de St. Cyr

Serpens Hall, third floor

Moon in Pisces - Waxing Crescent

Alec brings the mug over to the window-seat, curls her legs as she sits, head leaning against the windowpane. The sound of the door opening snaps her neck round to see who's come in, hoping against all hopes it's Cassandra. They haven't really spoken since meeting in Paris, before the New Year. They haven't said a word other than casual vagaries, since Alec accused Cass of using her. Cassandra did try, but Alec kept pushing her away. Knowing she's with Ezra, listening to her go up to his bedroom nearly every night, hurts more than Alec ever thought possible. But she misses Cass, and wishes they could go back to what they were. Wishes Ezra didn't exist.