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It was why Rune never cut herself. She couldn’t afford to let them find the scars.
“Will your spell last long enough?” “It should last until midnight.”
Okay Cinderella
“Gideon, the thought of you inside that building … it felt like being held underwater.” She lowered her gaze to the pulse at the base of his throat. “Like being starved of air.”
Instead of getting Gideon Sharpe out of her system tonight, Rune had gone and gotten herself addicted. The hunted had fallen for the hunter.
“I’m afraid you’ll be the end of me, Gideon.” And then, much more quietly: “Maybe you already are.”
Alex wasn’t the strategic choice; he was the safe one. The boy she could be herself with. The boy she could actually share a life with—because he didn’t want her dead.
Rune kissed back, that small spark flickering inside her. A spark that would never get the chance to grow into a steady flame. She kissed him until his chest fell and didn’t rise again beneath her palm. Until his last breath died on her lips.
I’m not crying. You’re crying 😭
