"I won't resist, nor will I blame you." Death meant nothing to him. It's not like he hadn't come close to death before. He'd rather die than watch her leave him again.

Eliana looked at Samuel and at her hand holding the knife against his chest. For a moment, she really wanted to stab down. But even if she did, he might still not let her go. If she couldn't guarantee her escape, there was no point in hurting anyone.

Eliana withdrew her hand, tossing the knife aside. ...