Nobody asks you how it feels to be kept alive by the man your heart is splitting in half over. The answer is: guilty. Every second. Even when he's gentle. Especially when he's gentle.
Serena was supposed to be the girl who solved problems. She read books at Alpha speed, rode dragons, and could fabricate objects with her mind and magic. But none of that helped her here where it mattered. Her soul was being torn in half.
Two men who loved her with everything they had, and her loving them back with everything she had, and the math never fucking balancing because you can't split a whole heart into halves and call both pieces enough.
Fin's voice broke her spiral.
"I want to crown you," he said without turning around from the window.
Serena's stomach dropped. She hadn't been expecting that. "Fin..."
He turned to face her, and his expression was serious. "Serena, I've never been more sure of anything in my life. "
