“But . . . there is nothing stronger than this.” Her hold on the dagger was gone. It clattered to the floor. Shahrzad brought her palms to his chest. “Hate. Judgment. Retribution. As you said, revenge will never replace what I have lost. What you have lost. All we have is now. And our promise to make it better.” She wound her fingers into his hair. “There is no one I would rather see the sunrise with than you.”
