Gerald had walked a long distance without stopping to rest. It was this day he would take Rhane to see the hell he'd been living in. It was no longer about Jenna.
It was never even about Jenna, if the young man was being honest with himself. The person Gerald had always wanted to break was Rhane. And for all his effort, it didn't seem like he had done anything at all. His father looked down on him; Jenna did the same, but they always praised Rhane if all he did was breathe.
Getting to the cave, Gerald sat down under a tree and waited. He didn't bother to search for Jenna's veil; he was never going to find it. He didn't know what Jenna loved or how her veil would look like. Not like it would benefit him.
Gerald had seen the way Jenna looked at him, like she would throw up anytime soon if he did as much as breathe close to her.
