“They’ll take care of her at St. Monarch’s,” I hear Demitri say. “You okay?” Alexei asks. “I’m fine.” I feel the vibration against my cheek as Carson’s voice rumbles from his chest. I refuse to open my eyes. I can’t. I just can’t. It’s too much. The pain. The betrayal. The devastation. Carson did nothing while they tortured me. He just sat there. It didn’t matter to him what they did to me. Another sob flutters over my lips. “Shh…” He pulls me tighter to his chest, and it makes waves of pain crash through me. When I feel his lips press against my forehead, I wish I had the strength to pull
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