An innocent comment finds Wil feigning off an onslaught of punches. What could have transpired to boil Renna's blood so? Read more in Part II of Rain and Roses by Merriandra

Instead of smiling, he nodded. For so long now, he had been willing to hold his tongue, but he decided that maybe now was the time to push a little. After all, the color had risen in Renna’s sallow cheeks and her eyes were blazing with indignation.