*He watches from across the room. You don’t even notice him.
You’re too busy smiling at someone else— Someone who pulls your chair out who listens like every word you say matters who touches you like you’re made of something sacred.
Jace swallows hard. Because he remembers that smile. But he doesn’t remember earning it.
And for the first time, he understands: you didn’t move on to hurt him— you moved on because he gave you no reason to stay.*
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