The wind whipped higher and so did Sunny's fury, to the point that she thought she would fly apart. When the words came it was more to keep herself from exploding than because she'd ever meant to tell him this. Any of it. Her hands lowered to her sides and balled into fists, like she was bracing for a fight.

"I'd nearly accepted you, you know. Reluctantly, sure, but I hate my father, I have for years, it's not like I'm not used to having family I wouldn't exactly mind if they died in a fire." You're all like my brothers, she'd told Winter and Fin. "But you made Fin so happy and Winter and Phouka loved you and you went for that new look and it was really hot and that was weird and you made it so easy to forget what you were, that the first thing you ever did was fuck with my name as a moment's idle amusement. And just when I was stupid enough to start coming around to you, you do exactly the fucking awful thing I've been waiting for since I met you!"

She was out of breath and shaking so hard that when she finally drew in air it sounded almost like a sob.