“Fuck,” I whisper, doubling over into a crouch, unable to look anywhere but at her. Irina lowers to rub my back. “What is it?” I rake my fingers through my hair. Euphoria seizes me. Floods me. “I fucking love her.” I shake my head and run a hand down my face. “I love her. Hades, Irina. I fucking fell in love with her.”
