The Fiction of Us

Cora's POV

"Is it true?"

Magnus stood in the middle of the living room, his arms loose at his sides. His eyes met mine, and my heart sank.

It wasn't just anger I saw there, but a deep hurt that made my chest ache.

I wrapped my arms tighter around myself, my body trembling.

"Magnus, please let me explain."

"We have all night." His voice was flat in a way that made everything worse. "I'm listening."