“You know I want to, and I will, but I can’t yet.” Her lips pursed and her eyes darkened. “Why not?” he asked, so tired of the mystery. “We’re going to have a baby, we’re in love, we’re building a life together . . . and all that has to start with trust.” His hurt look tugged at Fye, but the loyalties to the List Keepers had been present since birth, bred into her. “I can’t, but I will,” she repeated, giving him a pleading look. “This is not something I can tell you, it’s something I have to show you . . .” Her gaze was drawn to an open window and the trees that stood strong, as if guarding
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