A Forbidden Alchemy (The Artisan Trilogy)

by Stacey McEwan

“And did you ever think of me?” The coin lay forgotten. Catastrophe waited between us, something that ought not be touched or turned over. The grass whispered, my chest ached, and Patrick’s eyes were more all-encompassing than the redolent sky.

And I wondered what had made me so unforgettable.

She said it so softly he could barely hear it. “You’re some of him and some of me, and we don’t get to pick which parts we give to our children. You’re a mess of the two of us—his head and my heart. Both’ll get you killed.”