a state of quiet shock. General Thompson was furious with me, but he was also a man of his word. He had

g what was wrong with the girl they had almost welcomed into their family. I was alone, just as I had been at the end of my firs

y, every conversation, every cold look from David. I had been so blind. I'd told myself his silence was shyness, his distan

fool

in seriously. I remembered hearing, through gossip, that Emily had become withdrawn and depressed after our engagement w

with the force of a phy

y, single-handedly, destroyed their happiness. I had cornered David, and in doing so, I had erased Emily's future. Her death wasn't just a tragedy that happ

old pain shot through my chest, right where David's blood had soaked me. It was a phantom pain, but it felt terrifyingly r

e. You have unti

a loan. I had been given a reprieve, but the clock was ticking. The deadline was the day of my original death, the

at wasn't enough. I had to make sure David and Emily found their way back to each other. I ha

had been a selfish, possessive thing. It was about what I wanted, what I thought I needed. True love,

it was clear. I had to let him go. Completely. Not just legally, by ending the engagement, but emotionall

so, maybe I could find a sliver of r