Rachel hovered in the doorway. She looked back at the sofa. Mark wasn"t sleeping, just pretending for her benefit. He was making it easy for her to leave, and yet she still found herself being pulled back. But this life hadn"t been enough when she lived it before. It certainly wouldn"t be enough now. The road ahead was dark and unknown, but it was hers to take. Stay with me. Even thinking it was absurd. The others would never allow it. She wasn"t even sure she would allow it. And yet she"d thought it, pushed it into Mark"s head, for what? To torment him further? She"d already drawn him into this dangerous world; why did she insist on risking his life? Before she did anything else she"d regret, she stepped out into the corridor and closed the door, trying not to think about what would happe
