“I’m okay. I swear. Kieran won’t hurt me.” She dipped her chin, holding my gaze seriously. But her eyes told me another story. Her eyes told me to stay. To fight. That she wasn’t feeling very safe at all. Her eyes, or your delusions? Rhy’s voice inquired in my head. “I can stick arou—” “Row? Go.” I didn’t want to leave her with Kieran.
