Clay bites his own lip.

Callie loved Darkly. He was mad. He tried to kill us both and there was so much hate inside him that you could taste it on the air. She - she wants to be with Alexander and he smells wrong too. Like a diseased creature. Wrong.

He looks at Ranuccio, eyes wide in the dimly lit room. He can taste blood.

She loved me.

I am like they are. But he cannot say that either.