“You’re just as blinded as he is, I swear. Just talk to him and I assure you that he’ll see your honesty. You’re torturing each other and it’s painful to watch.”
“My name is Winter. I met your wife at the shelter, and she asked me to take her place because she wanted to escape or something. I meant no disrespect, I swear.”
“No! I did nothing wrong.” She steps back further and turns to run, but trips over her long robe and shrieks as she falls, her head hitting the counter.
“I took your hand before, Adrian, and you smothered me with it.” I smile a little. “I’d rather die quickly than slowly.” “Lia, no!” I close my eyes and let the wind take me down.