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Atrius stared at me, brows low over his silver-and-gold eyes. Then his fingertip rose and flicked the edge of the veil, making the silken fabric ripple. And he mouthed, I hate this thing. Beneath the silk, my lips thinned. Then, despite myself, curled into a smile. I could’ve sworn that maybe the twitch of Atrius’s lips was almost a smile, too.
“It’s impossible not to notice everything, with you.”
His presence was an anchor. I held onto it tight, like a raft in a stormy sea. But I was slipping.
“I already see you, Atrius. I’m not afraid.”
“You shouldn’t be here.” This time he spoke against my mouth—not quite a kiss, but the promise of one. I whispered, “Why?” “Because you make me ravenous.”
bark
Why did I want to press his threads to my soul, deep enough I’d take their memory with me when I went?
“I cannot kill you because I know you, Vivi. I know every moment you lied to me, because I know every moment you told the truth. I know your truth. I can’t ignore it. Even though it would be far easier if I could.”
“You like the room then.” I chuckled. “I do.” “Good,” he murmured. “Because even though there’s no longer a curse, I can’t seem to sleep without you.”
Strange, how being so exposed can make a soul feel so very safe.
