“What is with your obsession with fingerprints?” he asks. “I like how unique they are. Each one tells a different story.” “And what do yours tell?” I glance up and catch his eyes watching me closely. “The story of a man who will tear this world apart for you.” “Why me?” “I’ve asked myself that very question again and again.” “I…” Gabriel shakes his head. “I don’t know that I can forgive you. I don’t know that I can look past what you’ve done… what you are.”
