Nox was silent for a moment.
Even without him saying anything, the regret was clear on his lips—the kind of regret that came from words left unsaid.
But since he wasn’t speaking, I had no way of knowing exactly what he regretted.
“I’ve known about your feelings for a while, Miss Sinclair. I just pretended not to. Because you were pretending not to as well.”
Wait… does that mean Nox figured out that I like Ethan?
While carefully inspecting the bandages he had wrapped, Nox added quietly:
“I suppose this is my punishment.”
