LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW.

She turned her face toward the window as she tried to hide from me. But it was a fail, because I caught the shimmer in her eyes. Her tears still fell, but softer this time, and mixed with the ghost of a smile.

I tightened my grip on her chin and forced her to look at me. "Don’t ever hide from me again, Sloane. Whatever happens to you, happens to me. 

If you break, I break. 

You bleed, I burn. And right now," My chest heaved, the fury nearly ...