Chapter 337

• “There’s so much I can’t tell you. You’re sick, and I’m scared you’ll break. I’m even more scared you’ll leave me.”
• “Zay, is it true that no matter what I do, you’ll never forgive me?”
• Joaquin Latham’s voice faded to a whisper. The first line was for himself; the next two were for Zayla Steele. He looked like a prisoner caught in despair. He used to live in the dark just fine, but Zayla was the one light that cut through his night. He’d tasted warmth; how could he bear to go back to the cold? What was he supposed to do with the rest of his life?