" He turned as she entered, barely visible in the dusky room. “Am I to wish you happy?” Jane stopped short. After all these weeks together, everything they had shared. “That’s all? That’s all you have to say?” Jack pushed away from the window. “What am I meant to do? Duel for you?” He jerked a thumb back in the direction of the armory. “He would win.” “I never asked you to duel for me!” She would do her own dueling, thank you very much. Jack of all people should know that. Jane’s nails dug into her palms. “I’m not a prize to be won or a parcel to be handed back and forth.” Jack held up a hand. “I never said—” No, he didn’t, did he? Tight-lipped, Jane advanced on the man she had foolishly allowed herself to grow to love. “You never say anything. Because if you did, you might have to admit that you care. It’s easier just to turn around and walk away. Just like you’ve walked away from everything.” She could tell she had hit home by the way Jack stiffened. “I didn’t precisely see you saying no to him, did I?” It was cold in the small room, icy cold, but Jane didn’t feel it. “Because you didn’t stay to see it! "