She shakes her head, and it finally breaks the spell. I stand up abruptly, going over to the window, because I can’t handle looking at her, being so close to her. Not when she’s asking for what she’s asking for, which is something I’d fork over my own soul to give her. Unfortunately, that would almost certainly be the price. Not my soul per se, since I don’t believe in that shit, but you know. Whatever’s left of honor and morality inside me.
