“But he’s not gone. You’ve carried him with you across the universe, Samantha. Even if he were dead, which he deserves to be, you haven’t yet left him behind.” Samantha looked away from him in shame. Arc was right. She had carried James with her. “You don’t have to hold on to him anymore, little terran. Cast him into the void.” “I’m trying, but—” Arcanthus turned her face toward his again. “Let me help you, Samantha.” “How?” “You deserve pleasure. You deserve ecstasy.”