Even Angels Fall (Even Ever After #1)

by E.V. Sauvage

“I know what your father expects of you. I think I knew even before you tried to attack me. I just didn’t want to believe he could be like this.” Why is he telling me all of this? I don’t want to hear any of it. I’ve barely slept, I’m on edge, and I’ve been holding tears inside since Michaël departed after the wedding. Elhyor has no right to talk about any of this. Yes, I planned on killing him, but I’m not completely sure I could still do it. I love Léandre, I do. He’s my best friend, my brother, my confidant, and I know I’ll suffer more from his brain being erased than he will, since he won’t remember, but am I ready to let him forget me? If his memories aren’t here anymore, I’m losing him the same way as if he died, and if I lose him, am I going to survive another year, another week, or even another day in this world? If no one knows what happened to me, does it make it any less real? I don’t realize I’m crying until Elhyor’s hand comes into contact with my cheek and softly wipes the tear away. “I know how much you care about him,” Elhyor says as I feel him press against my dagger. His shirt now has a hole in the middle, and like the single tear traveling down my other cheek, there is a single drop of blood dripping from the wound my blade has started to make, but Elhyor isn’t moving away. If anything, he keeps pressing against my dagger, his hand over mine. “I know how much you care about him,” he repeats. “And as much as I’d like to live, I’d much prefer for yo...