Her fingers tangled with mine mindlessly, and I didn’t want to let them go. Didn’t want to lose her touch. She stirred and began to pull away, but I laced my fingers firmly between hers. Emilie stared at where our hands connected for a moment, motionless. “Ladon—” “Please,” I pleaded. I couldn’t stand to let her go. I needed her presence to keep me sane. “Don’t leave me.”
