The vision fell away, and we were suddenly looking at our own reflections once more. I dragged my eyes up to meet Tory’s and found tears tracking down her cheeks too. “He wasn’t a savage,” she rasped, and I moved toward her, the two of us embracing hard. “It was Lionel, all fucking Lionel,” I growled, and she cursed him with every swear word she knew.
Oh my god
