He was stubborn. He was stubborn and he was an ass. And she knew it. She'd known it from the start. Any chance that he might have been a good guy had died long ago. She found a pocket of something that was almost like goodness, but he was so lonely and bitter now that it had been twisted into something angry and hurtful. She wasn't going to get anywhere with him because he wanted the one thing he couldn't have.
"If you do this, J, I am going to make life Hell for you. You can hide from me, but I will make sure that every day is miserable for you until you stop these dreams." Anna shoved at his shoulder, pushing him away. She pushed at him with her Grace. "So go on. Run away. Go sequester yourself away because you can't handle anything you can't control. Don't be surprised when your resort gets turned inside out. You know what I'm like when I'm angry, you're bringing it on yourself."