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He’s teasing, but his voice is too grave for it to be funny.
She fell in love with a man who doesn’t exist.
Choices never seem like choices when the world only offers us bad ones.
“I know people expect the worst of me,” he says quietly. “I didn’t realize you were among them.”
I am not a criminal, and I am rather done being treated as one.”
His voice is so low, but so intense, lending weight to every single word. Every syllable.
“I don’t think he would hurt me,” I say. “I certainly won’t let him.”
I can breathe in his scent, and it reminds me of when we’d stand together in the workshop, when it was just the two of us against the night.
Corrick is terrible and wonderful and aggravating and inspiring, and somehow he manages all of it, all at once.
I don’t hate him at all. Not really.
“I have always loved you,” he says. “I love your brilliance and your courage. I love your faith in me, and your faith in my brother, and your faith in Kandala.” His hand slides to my cheek, and his blue eyes soften, filling my vision. “I don’t ever want to frighten you. I want to take actions that will make you proud.”

