Ruthless Vows (Letters of Enchantment, #2)

by Rebecca Ross

But his eyes weren’t on the car. They were fixed upon Attie, who was wringing her hands and rambling off another apology. “I’m terribly sorry, this is all my fault, and I—” Tobias reached out, gently taking her arm. “It’s not your fault, Attie.” “It is. I took your attention off the road!”

“There’s a porch roof just beneath here,” he said after examining the view. He glanced back at Iris, motioning for her to come closer. “You should be able to climb down easily if you’re careful. It’s clear if you go now.” Iris reached the window, the breeze stirring her hair. She stood so close to Roman she could feel the heat of his skin, and yet she didn’t touch him. “Why are you helping me?” she murmured.

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Dear Iris, Should I be surprised that I was falling in love with you a second time? Should I be surprised that your words found me here, even in the darkness? That I’ve been carrying your E. letters close to my heart like they are a shield to protect me? I know we are no longer rivals, but if we are keeping tally like the old days, you have far outshined* me with your wit and your courage. Which reminds me of one simple thing: how I love to lose to you. How I love to read your words and hear the thoughts that sharpen your mind. And how I would love to be on my knees before you now, surrendering to you and you alone. For the past few weeks, I thought you were nothing more than a dream. A vision that my scrambled mind created to process the trauma I couldn’t even remember. But the moment I touched you, I remembered everything. And now I see that all this time, every night when I dreamt, I was trying to bring all the pieces back together. I was trying to find my way back to you. I don’t know where you are now. I don’t know how many kilometers have come between us again, and I don’t know what awaits us in the days ahead, but I will give you as much information as I can so long as you promise me that you will be very careful. I know this is a strange thing to say—we are a country at war, and nowhere is safe. All of us must risk and sacrifice something dear to us—and yet I could not bear it if corresponding with me brings the end for you or gives you a burden that is too heavy t...

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