But even knowing what waited for me, I couldn’t bring myself to fear Caldris. It wasn’t terror that made my heart pound in my chest. It was excitement. Gods be damned, I couldn’t wait for the moment he caught me. Couldn’t wait to be united with him—even if I was terrified of what that meant. Of the implications for our future. Would I still be me? Would he still be him? Or would we simply be us?
