"They knew," I whispered. "They knew what was coming, and they still tried to save me."
Fin's arm tightened around me, and for once, I was grateful for the contact. "They succeeded. You're here. You're alive."
"But for how long?" The question slipped out before I could stop it. "The Northern Alliance killed them. Tomorrow night, they'll try to finish what they started."
"Not if we stop them first."
I looked up at him through my tears. "We? Since when is this 'we,' Fin? Yesterday, you would have handed me over to them yourself if it meant getting rid of me."
His jaw tightened, and I saw something flicker in his green eyes, shame, maybe. Or regret. "Yesterday I was an i***t. Yesterday I was so terrified of what you made me feel that I convinced myself that hurting you was easier than de
