Edward's smirk lingered long after his words settled into the air, a silent reminder that he had won this round.
Adeline, however, refused to give him the satisfaction of reacting.
She yanked her wrist out of his grasp and turned away, each step she took firm and deliberate. She didn't need to argue with him—not when they both knew he had burned something, too.
She was certain of it.
Edward had found something he didn't want her to see.
That fact alone sent frustration curling through her veins like wildfire.
Damn him.
He was always like this—a double-edged sword. His intelligence, his power, his ability to see through others'… They were all useful. But they were just as dangerous as they were beneficial. He wasn't her ally. Not really.
And now, he was retaliating against her.
What had he destroyed?