didn't
rvive that-but the calm on Lorenzo's face afterward. The way his hand had closed
She sat up in the bed, pulling the sheet to her c
iolence before.
weapons. A hand raised not to kill-but to control, to erase. Pa
er most was not L
art of her hadn't
ad w
pened with
flin
He looked unchanged by the night-as if killing a man in a room
awake,"
no
e studied her in that way he had-like he wasn't ju
ed calmly. "Most people do, aft
und the sheet. "I didn't
in his eyes then.
lked
t retreat
zation sta
she felt the heat of him, the faint scent
fraid," he
es
t you s
ened. "I didn't
ed between them, fr
just hovering near her jaw. Clos
murmured. "Fear does
lse sk
to let her breathe again. "
he
. "Before the worl
s different
forgi
e'd left on the chair for her-too big, heavy on her shoulders. She wrapped it tighter,
k why," Lorenz
y w
kille
wed. "I al
d at her,
o me," she continued quietly. "You d
le curved
That kind of understa
hen. Properly. Her
t to disappe
her before she
ached out and adjusted the collar of her coat-
ecause I don't keep
eath c
f her hair, brushing them across her face. She tucked them
ghtly-not touchi
what they saw
ook he
said. "They saw me choose
ps. Her throat. The place where he
standing when you
mach ti
this time, but heat. Aware
t me,"
e
gers beneath her chin, tilting her face up. T
stop," he
ips p
idn't
a promise. His breath warmed her cheek, clo
d could catch up. A soft inhale
not
urse
mewhere beyond th
ment s
expression shuttered. Whatever had b
ntrance, posture rigid. "Si
once. "I expe
ith something sharper. Awareness. This world
, she caught her reflec
n't loo
uncertain-b
beneath fear and history and he
inno
te
ack at her, as if
opped, meant
becoming," he sai
ter-almos
watch
she didn't shri

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