“Hearts.” Jonas grins at her. “Of every single guard I killed. I made them pay for everything they did to you.” “Jonas,” I sputter. “Told you,” Nico says, laughing behind me. “Jonas,” Nova whispers, and I wince. “That’s so romantic. Thank you, baby. I love you!” She throws her arms around him and yanks him down, peppering his bloody face with kisses as he grins at us. “Fucking hell, maybe we are the crazy ones and he has it all figured out,” Nico mutters.
