My legs give out on me and I stumble, then fall. I’m ready for the impact, but instead of hitting the ground, I land on something warmer and safer. Through the slits in my eyes, I think I catch a glimpse of Kirill’s masculine face. Even though he’s glaring down at me, I can’t help the smile that lifts my lips. He came for me. That’s the last thought I have before darkness takes me under.
