For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. The room spun, and I had to steady myself against the wall. Was he serious?
“Are you out of your mind?” I hissed, my voice barely above a whisper.
He didn’t flinch, didn’t look the least bit ashamed. “You said you’d do anything for Vincent. This is my condition, Nora. Take it or leave it.”
I wanted to scream, to throw something at him, but I couldn’t. Vincent’s face flashed in my mind again, his lifeless body hooked up to all those machines. This wasn’t about me. This wasn’t about my pride.
It was about saving him.
Tears stung my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn’t give Cross the satisfaction of seeing me break.
“Fine,” I said, my voice cold and flat. “I’ll do it.”
Something flickered in his eyes, something I couldn’t quite read. Satisf
