He simply looked at her, and she’d already heard every word he did not say out loud. She shook her head. “Don’t do that either. Don’t give me back my hope. I don’t want it.” “I want to give you everything, Silene. Let me give you everything.” “Why?” “I want to bring you to a theatre full of people and for you not to fear them.” For a moment, Silene remained frozen, letting his words wash over her. She’d never been so scared as when she asked, “Am I the girl?” “You are.”
