“And you saw there would be someone else. Someone I’d have to . . . share . . . him with.” “Two,” Min said hoarsely. “Two others. And . . . And I’m one.” Mouth already open for the next question, for a moment Elayne could only stare. “You?” she got out at last. Min bristled. “Yes, me! Do you think I can’t fall in love? I didn’t want to, but I did, and that’s that.”
