“I love you,” he whispered into her hair. “I should have told you so much sooner. I love you, Rune Winters.” Death was pressing in. As its shadow slid over Rune, Antonio’s words echoed inside her: Sometimes our paths must diverge from those we love. But if love is the highest power, our paths will converge again—if not in this world, then the next. Pressing her hand to Gideon’s heart, Rune whispered: “Come find me in the next world.” And then Death found her.
