“I’ll er…catch you later?” I said and Darius frowned, stepping toward me as I prepared to leave. I lingered there for a second, wanting to say so many things and yet finding my voice locked up in my throat. I turned to leave, but he spoke my name in a way that seemed laced with a thousand hopes and regrets. “Lance?” I turned back, my eyebrows rising as the space between us seemed to shrink a little. “Yeah?” “You know it wasn’t all fake, right?” he asked, his eyes burning with the flames of his Order.
