“I know your face too well.” He sighed. “You’re thinking you’ll have to kill me now, aren’t you? That I’m too much of a liability.” She said nothing, refusing to open her eyes. “Would you really do it?” She looked at him. “You know—you know I will not choose you at the price of everyone. It wouldn’t even save you if I did.” He looked away then. “You’d never forgive yourself.” Her jaw trembled. “No. I wouldn’t—” Her throat grew thick. She struggled to swallow, unable to lift her head. “But it wouldn’t be the first unforgivable thing I’ve done. What’s one more line for the history books?” He was
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