But Stella refused to respond.
She wanted Evan to say it himself.
When she showed no intention of responding, conflict filled his eyes.
“You understand what I mean, don’t you?”
His voice trembled.
Stella was far too intelligent not to have guessed what he wanted.
He simply could not bring himself to say it aloud.
“I don’t understand,” Stella replied. “Say it. I’m listening.”
The more he avoided the words, the more determined she became to force them out of him.
She wanted him to remember this moment forever.
She wanted him to remember exactly what he had chosen to say.
“You do understand. You’re too smart not to.”
“Being smart doesn’t mean I can read your mind. I genuinely don’t understand.”
Evan fell silent.
No.
She understood everything.
He drew a deep breath.
“Aaron is still your brother.”
Her brother.
No matter what happened, he would not truly hurt her.
A faint smile appeared on Stella’s lips.
Her brother.
There it was.
Exactly as she had predicted to Ivy.
Evan had already found a way to convince himself.
Aaron was her brother, so surely he would never do anything truly terrible to her.
That was how Evan had justified the choice in his own mind.
She had known he would eventually trade her for Yara.
She understood him far too well.
And sometimes, knowing someone that well was heartbreaking.
Stella’s chest tightened painfully.
She had already let go of Evan.
Even when she believed he was dead, she had barely felt anything.
But no one liked being abandoned.


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