“Hazel,” he said softly. “You are the most brilliant person I’ve ever met in my life. You’re incredible.” “I’m scared,” Hazel said. “Good,” Jack said. “That’s fine. There’s nothing wrong with being scared.” Hazel lowered her head onto Jack’s chest, and he extended his arm around her. It began to rain then, a mist that started so softly it almost felt like pinpricks. “Let’s get in out of the rain,” Jack said, and helped Hazel to her feet. He started guiding her up the path toward the castle, but Hazel pulled away.
