“Helena, please—” His voice broke, stopping her in her tracks. She turned back, and he gripped her shoulders. She knew what he wanted to ask her, could see it in his eyes. Run away and don’t come back. But he knew she wouldn’t. He swallowed, not meeting her eyes. “Don’t get hurt again,” he said instead. “Don’t—” She rose up on her toes and cut him off with a kiss. “Be careful,” she whispered. “Don’t die.”
