"And that's why you walked away?" Ben had said as much in the hospital, but she hadn't been willing to believe Ethan would walk away over something so trivial. Besides, if he'd had the strength to stop drinking her blood when he was basically unconscious, what made him think he wouldn't when he was fully aware of what he was doing?
He met her gaze. There was no emotion in his eyes, no emotion in his expression. Nothing that would give her some clue to what he was thinking and feeling.
But perhaps she was looking for something that had never really been there in the first place. He'd once suggested that theirs was a love destined to burn brightly but die quickly.
He might still care, but caring wasn't the same as loving.
Damn it, why wasn't the link active between them? If ever there was a time she needed to read the color of his thoughts, it was now.
"It is for the best," he said flatly.