Nahri jumped off after him. She could hear a baby crying, and sick with fear for Subha’s family, she lunged forward. Ali caught her wrist. “Nahri . . .” His voice was heavy with emotion. “We’re alone. If people blame you, if they want revenge . . .” “Then they want revenge.” Nahri glared at him. “Let me go—and don’t ever try to stop me again.”
