gave you up. I broke the curse because I gave you up!” That froze him in his steps. Another sob shook me, and I wiped my eyes on the sleeve of my gown, for all the good it did me. “It was everything. I had to be selfless. I didn’t know—I had to give it all up. My hair . . . my life . . . you. It was the only way to warm a cold heart.” “You do not have a cold heart, Misa.” “But I did!” I cried. “I did, and I-I don’t know . . . I don’t know . .
