Rohan let go of me but I didn't move, my head bowed. No one wanted that. It was the reason humans huddled around a flickering fire, pressed close to keep the shadows at bay. But you didn't voice it. You said, "Because you're warm." Because any one of a million excuses that didn't expose your vulnerability.

Rohan never exposed his, so what was this? Another game? Except, that wasn't right. He'd bared his soul to me when he'd admitted that cutting off his music had been denying an ...