Then he leaned forward, pressing his brow to hers, catching her hands in his. Stilling them both. “I want to send you away. To a place where none of this can touch you,” he began. Her heart shuddered, and she pulled back. “Send me away? As if I were a thing?” “No. That’s not what I meant.” “What did you mean, then?” “I meant that I cannot keep you safe. From anything.”
