Azura shook her head, anger still welling in her chest.
“I learned how bad it can get if I let myself get out of control,” Martin went on. “I know, now, that I have to think my actions through very carefully before I act. I’ve fucked up all over the place. I get it, and I want a chance to be better.”
Azura’s gaze darted between them both. Martin was saying everything she had always wanted to hear, but she didn’t trust it. She couldn’t.
“I am so angry right now. I can’t even look at you,” she said in a low voice. The emotion threatening to break her apart wasn’t just anger, though. There was so much relief in it that Martin was all right, but it was mingled with the fear of knowing he was forever changed. She just didn’t know how to deal.
“I have to think,” she said, glaring at Onyx, then Martin. “I can’t decide anything right now. I have to go.”
Azura turned and stormed from the rooftop. She didn’t even know where she was going. Until the storm of emotions inside her finally settled, it didn’t matter where she went, just as long as she got away from Martin and Onyx.
I have to. Before I say something I can’t take back.