As Storm's insight spread throughout my entire being, I was completely still. It hit me, and I felt like I was being torn apart. I felt as though a blade had pierced my skin, muscle, sinew, and bone and that I was being abandoned to not only bleed to death but also to be eaten by vultures.
Vultures of the heart
"I'm engaged to be married because of Aoife.
Even as I peered directly into Storm's eyes, who was still holding me but whose grip had loosened as if the truth from his lips had cut through and hurt him more than it had me, those words never ceased ringing in my head.
Only when it hit my chest did I realise I had a tear running down my right cheek.
Finally, I was able to utter in the loudest possible voice, "What?" as my hands fell to my side in resignation.