“You being scared of me hurts me more than any blade could.” His eyes locked with mine. “Don’t you know you have all the power, Violet? I couldn’t hurt you even if I wanted to. But you…” He breathed out a ragged breath. “You have the power to destroy me. You just don’t seem to know it. With that knife in your hand, maybe you’ll finally see it.” His eyes were a tormented mess of emotions. “So do it.” “I’m not going to hurt you.” His gaze dropped to my mouth again. “Then kiss me, because not kissing you right now is fucking torture.”
