Chapter 49 - with control
49
~Kael’s POV
She ran.
Her dress fluttered behind her like a broken flag as she stumbled out of the garden, her eyes wide and full of shame. Weak. Scared. Like she always was.
I didn’t even try to stop her. Just leaned back and laughed.
"What a waste of a whimper," I said, shaking my head. "You’d think she’d be used to it by now."
Ramon burst into laughter beside me, stretching out his legs like he owned the world. "You saw her face? I thought she was going to faint."
"She almost tripped over the vines," Damon added, lifting his wine glass, the rim catching the sunlight as he smirked. "Would’ve been funnier if she fell flat on her face."
I couldn’t help the grin that crept onto my lips. "Next time," I said coolly, "maybe we should push her. Let’s see if she can cry and bleed at the same time."
They both laughed again, loud, careless, cruel. The sound echoed through the flower garden, once our mother’s sacred space. Now it was ours, claimed by darker moods and sharper intentions.
The wine in my glass tasted sweeter somehow. I swirled it slowly, watching the deep red color catch the light like spilled blood. I didn’t know why it tasted better. Maybe it was because I knew she was out there somewhere, probably still running, probably still shaking. Crying again.
That thought made me smirk.