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“Do you think I want to be in here?”

“No, of course not.”

He leaned in close and kissed me gently on the forehead.

“But if you weren’t here, I never would have met you.”

“And if you hadn’t done whatever you did on the outside, you wouldn’t be here either. It’s still hard for me to believe you did something so bad to end up in here.”

His eyes shifted over my shoulder. I thought for a moment someone might be there. I glanced over to check but the cell was empty save for us. When I looked up into his face, I realized he was somewhere else, thinking about something only he could see, something only he had experienced.

I pressed my hand to his face and brought it toward me.

“Hey. Where are you drifting off to? Stay here with me.”

“Sorry,” he said, looking away.

I brought his face back toward me and looked him in the eye. I kissed him on the tip of his nose.

“You don’t need to disappear anywhere else when you’re with me. You can talk with me about anything. You know that, right?”

“Yeah,” he said, but his eyes still weren’t fixed on me, weren’t in this room.

“What is it?”

“I was just thinking… The galaxy… it’s a dark and dangerous place sometimes. And there’s nothing you can do about it. Sometimes it’s easier to go with the flow. Sometimes bad things happen and you’re afraid so you don’t do anything about it.”

“What bad things?”

His expression turned dark and distant. There was a lost look about him.

“Terrible things,” he said, peering over my shoulder once more at that invisible scene.

Something was troubling him, something he couldn’t shake free, no matter how hard he tried.

He pulled the blankets to one side and threw his legs over the side.

“Trayem,” I said, “if I said something that upset you, I’m sorry.”

“It’s not you.”

He ran his hands through his hair.

“This is a mistake.”

“Sh,” I said. “It’s okay. Whatever it is, we’ll get through it.”

Something had spooked him, that was for sure. But what was it?

He sat up straight.

“You need to go,” he said coldly. “We never should have done this. I’m sorry. It’s my fault. You need to leave before it’s too late.”

My heart was in my throat.

Don’t do this to me now. Not after last night.

“Why are you saying this?” I said. “You don’t mean it.”

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