I promise." He just stared at me, silent and resigned. We stood motionless, breathing heavily, and then I said, "I'll come back. With a gasp, I tore myself away and he let me go. I couldn't love him completely and then leave him alone. I wanted to lose myself in the heat of his touch, in the need that pounded through my blood, coalescing in my limbs and belly. The desperation we battled seeped into our kiss, evidenced by the bitter taste of salt on my tongue from tears. His arms came around me, his hands clutching at my tunic as he pressed my body against his. He'd let me past the careful wall he had built around himself for so many years, giving me the power to hurt him more deeply than I could probably imagine, and that knowledge made me want to scream and cry and never let him go. He trembled beneath my touch, threatening to break apart. You're going alone." With my free hand, I reached up to cup his face and gently pulled his mouth toward mine, until our lips met. "Together we can do anything, remember?" "But we aren't doing this together. When he looked into my face, his expression was bleak. If you go, I will lose you." I crossed to where he stood and put my hand over his. "I don't know." Damian stared down at his fist. "Why do they want you? Why would Armando want your blood?" Something deep inside of my belly clenched, sending a rolling wave of nausea through me. From Endure Damian's hand was clenched so tightly around the locket that his knuckles were white.
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