Just as she could still feel the quiet happiness that had consumed her when she’d known she would never be alone, even if she never had him. And then, the devastation when she realized that alone was all she’d ever be. “Let me go,” she whispered, the words ragged, shot through with fear that he might resist them. That he might try to keep her there. That she might choose to stay. He took another step back. And another, until the path to the exit was clear for her. “You are free,” he said. “We’re neither of us free,” she said. “But we can be.” Lie. He watched her, unmoving, his beautiful broad
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