“She’s right,” Biana said, tears streaming down her pale cheeks. “Whatever happens, we’ll deal with it—but not this. This will break you—that’s what they want.” Fitz stared at her for a long second, then at each of his friends, before his gaze settled on Sophie. “If I let him go,” he whispered, “we’re going to regret it.” “Maybe,” she admitted. “But if you kill him, we’ll regret it more. Even you.” Please, she transmitted. Don’t let them do this to you. It’ll ruin you, and… I don’t want to lose you. He sighed, and for a long second she couldn’t tell what he was going to do. Then he lowered the
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