I’d almost drifted off when he kissed my head. “I heard Cavis today. I saw him too.” Lifting my head, I stared down at him. Lorian smiled at me. It was a devastating, heartbreaking smile. And yet there was a touch of joy in it. “If I am to be haunted by the people I have killed, so be it. But I didn’t kill Cavis. And seeing him on my wedding day…hearing him…it was a gift, Prisca.” My throat swelled. “What did he say?” I whispered. “He said you looked beautiful. And that I had better treat you well.” My eyes filled, and he kissed the tear that rolled down my cheek.
Oh :') Now i hve tears
