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“Every brutal act is born of love.”
His eyes flick to mine in quiet permission.
my reputation sure as hell can’t get any worse.
“Pae, wait.”
I see the apology hidden in the gaze he keeps pinned on mine, see the promise we share.
My A left me to decorate the sky.
“Somewhere even the future can’t find us.”
Her unspoken words hang in the air between us. “Paedyn.” I tip my forehead against hers, aching to say what she is so scared of. In that field of poppies, I told her how impossible it was to stop myself from falling in love with her. And yet, the three damning words have yet to fall from my lips.
I love him.
It’s a beautiful ruin, a devastating devotion.
This girl holds my heart in her hands, could crush it between her fingers and still have me thanking her for the touch. And I hold her shoes.
So risk me instead.”
“You’re in love with her.”
I refuse to die until I’m satisfied with the way I lived.
Fear is power.
(Twenty-eight, darling. But I could do a recount if you like.) Your Cocky Bastard
Fight back, Pae. I need you to fight back.
He shakes his head at me. “But you are not quite ordinary, are you?”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything you were put through—” “I don’t care.” I cup his face, my own earnest. “I don’t care so long as this is real, and you are alive.” “This is real,” he almost laughs. “Not pretend. Not ever.”
“She could have died!” I shout, throwing out a hand toward Paedyn. “At least if it were me in that Pit, I would have ensured my own death instead of hers.”
Nothing is stronger than a woman who is told she’s weak.

