But he doesn’t understand yet. This was the bridge to nowhere. Until a girl willingly walked it and went into a different realm. Until a fae came and bound the worlds together, because the two of them, Orean and fae, willed it so. Because a different fae then willed it to break. And because I willed it to repair. “Willingness,” I say thickly, trying to make him understand. “Willingness has always been the price for the bridge.” “Malina, please. Let’s get off this bridge. Let’s go and talk about this…” I shake my head and grip his hand firmly. “It has to be me,” I say again, tone pleading with
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