a seventeen-year-old girl will not break you.” Maybell’s eyes travel between us again. “Watch her when she can’t see you, force her hand when you need to. Make her think of you at every moment, every day – bet she already is. Stay in her face and get dirty if need be.” “Why?” Royce asks her, and she looks to me. My eyes bounce between hers, and I answer, “Because that’s what it’ll take.” Royce pushes to his feet and Captain walks closer. “To what?” Cap asks hesitantly. My brows furrow and Maybell tips her chin. I look to my brothers. “To break her.”
