“I can’t marry another man I don’t know.” His voice was rough, dipped in something sharp. “I’ve told you more about myself than I’ve ever told anyone else.” “That’s not a good enough reason for me to marry you, Christian.” “Fine.” He shook his head, his eyes flashing with darkness. “How about because I love you, Gianna? Because I think I have since the moment I saw you? Because if you weren’t in this world anymore, I would find a way to take myself out of it?”
