Ignoring Jon and Echo's apprehensive stares, I lined up the six rocks from Ramsey's forehead down to his heart like how the Book had explained.

Staring down at his serene, handsome face, I took several deep breaths. This could split my own soul apart, and since I wasn't dead already, that could kill me. But it was Ramsey. The guy I'd tried to kill. The guy who'd strolled as gracefully into my heart as he moved everywhere else. The guy I'd somehow fallen in love with. I couldn't ...