“Then why is it so hard?” Ezren sniffed, wiping at her eyes. He smiled ruefully. “I guess it’s part of being in love.” Ezren’s lashes fluttered again, her lips trembling. “I’m not ready to say goodbye yet either.” Foster’s eyes filled as the odds of their predicament weighed on his shoulders. “You don’t have to, Ezren.” “I love you, Foster, too much for the ’verse to hold.” She looked up at him, her eyes huge and dark. “Promise I’ll see you again.”
