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  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

"I could never be ashamed of you. But there is my position to consider and all those souls that rely on me." I take a deep breath. "You know how I feel about you—only you. I've given you parts of myself I've never given to anyone. I've let you see parts of me not even I knew existed..."

"That's just the thing, Azeya moyou. You belong to me, not him." He grits his teeth. "I've been patiently waiting for you, vowing I wouldn't hurt anyone in your life because you asked me to. But I am slowly dying inside. I cannot stand by and do nothing anymore—not when the urge to end him is all-consuming. Please release me from my vow so I can obliterate his soul."

"I will break the engagement off. I promised you I would. I just need to find the right time when the realm isn't in such turmoil..." My words are cut off as he grabs me by the nape, pulling me toward him until our lips are almost touching.

"If you do not release me from my vow, I shall have to break it," he whispers against my lips.

"You can't... You will get hurt if you do that and..."

"Do you care, Azeya moyou? Do you care if I get hurt?"

"How can you even ask that? Your hurt is my hurt. Always and forever," I say as I cup his cheek.

SIXTY

I wake up with a start, drenched in sweat. Glancing down at myself, I note I'm still in my shift, the material almost sheer from perspiration. As I swing my legs over the bed to head to the bathroom, a pounding headache assails me—one that nearly brings me to my knees.

Oh, damn it!

Memories of last night start flooding my mind, as well as fragments of that odd dream.

God, I drank far too much, didn't I? So much so that I... My eyes widen in disbelief as I recall being in bed with Ze and... I pat myself down. My shift is intact. I'm not naked. Nothing happened, right? I could have sworn he tore the material, but maybe that was also just a dream? Guiltily, I have to admit to myself that maybe I've been spending too much time with him and that has affected my perception of him. I care about him, of course, but our relationship can't be more—it won't be more. Perhaps that dream was also a reflection of that—the dilemma of being torn between two men. Being committed to one but also wanting the other...

My eyes widen, my hands gripping the wall for support as I realize I just admitted to myself that I want Ze. That...

No, no. This is impossible. We are friends. Just friends.

I'm married!