I crossed my cell, and he reached for me, pulling me to him, the bars between us. As soon as our skin touched, I heard his thoughts. I’ve been so worried. He brushed his lips to my forehead. I have no time to explain. Please listen. When I said nothing, he continued. My love, you must escape. My heart stuttered and I blinked several times. “You love me?” I have loved you from the first moment I laid eyes on you. “In the torture room?” He pressed a whisper of a kiss to my lips. Before that.
