it brought did not erase the searing memory of his hot hands around her wrists. ‘I might be a lot of things, but I know what I felt,’ Tella said. Only one person could make it beat again: his one true love. They said his kiss had been fatal to all but her – his only weakness … ‘I made your heart beat,’ Tella crowed. It was wild and absurd, a truly feral idea. But Tella felt the truth in her heartbeat as well, which now sped up rather than slowed. Beat. Beat. Beat. Beat. Beat. Beat. Beat. It had never felt so strong. So free. ‘I’m your one true love. Your kiss can’t kill me.’
tella kill him right now
