“If I kiss you,” he says, struggling to find the right words, “it will...bind us.” “What do you mean? Bind us how?” That secret pain again—I can see it in his eyes. “Yvan, please. You need to be honest with me.” “I can’t,” he agonizes, his hands rigid on my arms. “There’s no happy ending for us, Elloren. There are things...things you don’t know...that you can never know. I’m dangerous to everyone you love...to everyone I love, as well.”
