CHAPTER 10
A face emerged through the snowflakes. Familiar and at first comforting, it was the face I had come to know, to expect, the face I had awakened to for the better part of my adult life.
Jen smiled down at me. Her hand soft and warm against my face, she gently stroked my cheek. “You’re so cold,” she whispered, her breath a cloud of swirling vapor. “I thought you’d died.”
“What are they doing to me, Jen?”
She c****d her head, and her hair brushed against me, tickling my nose. “Everyone,” she whispers, “everything, fights as best it can to survive.”
Gazing up at her, I realized she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Goddamn her. “I never loved anyone but you.”
“Don’t you love me anymore?”
“I don’t want to love you anymore.”
“But that’s not the same thing, is
