“I don’t trust myself right now.” It killed to say that out loud. But my mood was dark. Her expression softened. “But I trust you. And more than that, I want all of you.” Thea’s fingers ghosted over my face, tracing my features in the moonlight. “You don’t have to be perfect for me, Shepard. You don’t have to have everything together. I want you just as you are, even when you want to burn down the world.” My chest rose and fell in jagged pants. A scorching fire lit in my throat. “Thea.” “Trust me to handle it. All of you. I can. Because it’s you. And there’s no one I’ve ever trusted more.” She
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