Felicia sucked in a quiet breath.

“It’s not too late,” she said carefully. “But it’s not a good option, Roman. Not emotionally. Not physically.”

Roman’s voice broke.

“I’m just tired of seeing her like this. Every day she’s weaker. Smaller. And I feel like it’s my fault.”

“It’s not your fault,” Felicia said gently. “It’s the Moon Goddess’s design.”

Roman scoffed bitterly. “Then her design hurts like hell.”

“I know.”

Roman raked a hand through ...