Elora's pov
Something dark flashed in his eyes...pain? Maybe hope too, fighting it out in there or something. He didn’t move for a while, just burned holes through me with that look. Then, almost whispering, he leaned in till his forehead was nearly on mine.
“That’s all I needed to know,” he said. Like he was confessing, like he was making a promise.
My heart tried to come out of my chest. I pulled my hands away, held them tight in my lap. “I can’t. I can’t betray him. Not like this. Won’t give Mira the satisfaction, she wins if I do.”
He pulled back a little. The hurt on his face, that sucked. He straightened slowly, tall and shadowy, like he was suddenly both a warning and my only protection. “So I’ll wait,” he said. Like it was the only choice left. “Even if it kills me, I’ll wait
