“Not after you charged into my life with all that talk of fixing the world and helping Belethea.” He stabbed a finger into her knee. “Not after you brought our team, and the city, and the whole fodding planet back to life.” His face softened a touch. “Not after you made me believe in you. I won’t let you stop believing in yourself.” He squeezed her leg, his gaze warm and earnest. “I won’t let you give up that easy, Ezren Hart. You deserve more than that. And so does Belethea.”
