“Tisaanah.” Gods, it had been so long since I had heard my name said like that—with the sharp lilt of my mother tongue. I watched my fingers clasp around each other, the image blurring. Two more footsteps, approaching the bed. “Tisaanah.” I couldn’t bring myself to look at him, for so many reasons. Because I knew my heart would just combust when I saw him. Because I took so long to come back for him. Because he saw me at my worst in that ballroom, saw my failure, saw the monster that Reshaye made of me. “Look at me.” Look at me. Look at me. Look at me. Warm fingers tilted my chin, just as they
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