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It shouldn’t.
My heart really shouldn’t jive and skip.
No other man could say what Henri did and ever be called sane. But…I couldn’t help it. I fell for his chattiness, his eagerness, his absolutely depraved and damaged heart.
Wife was just a title.
Girlfriend was just a word.
And what we had transcended both of them.
I closed my eyes as sleep crept closer. “If I’m agreeing to be your wife, I hope it’s a huge invisible diamond on my finger.”
“Ah, about that. Unfortunately, it’s small. Positively tiny, actually.” He chuckled behind me. “I’m penniless, after all.”
“You know what? I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want a diamond. This place has cured me of my love of gems. A simple string knotted into a circle would be enough.”
“And that’s why I.L.Y.,” he breathed.
Tears shot to my eyes. My memory of Krish saying those three little letters before he went to bed each night. Knowledge that Henri was no longer afraid of such things.
“I.L.Y. too,” I whispered.
He exhaled and snuggled closer.
Sleep kept creeping but before it towed me into dreams, I murmured, “Tomorrow, after I’ve met with Peter and we’ve had breakfast, I’ll go to the kitchens alone. If you follow me twenty minutes later, no one should get suspicious. We’ll be able to tell you everything.”
His arms banded tighter around me. He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. He didn’t speak for a while, our breathing syncing and slowing. Ever so quietly, he said, “I tossed the cufflinks over the wall. I doubt the signal scrambler suddenly stops working outside the castle, but…I had to try.”
“You called your brother even knowing he’ll try to kill you?”
“I called my brother because if I don’t get you out of here, I want him to kill me.”
The truth of that punched me in the chest. The honesty of his affection and the depth of our connection. Our bond couldn’t die in here. Whatever this was. Whatever we’d become. Neither of us could die.
We can’t destroy each other.
Twin flames or not.
Real or fantasy.
Neither of us could die.
Because if one died, the other would suffer…for eternity.
Chapter Thirty
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Henri
I RESISTED THE URGE TO look over my shoulder as I made my way down the service corridors of Victor’s castle. Guards loitered along the journey, some alert, others bored. At least no one stopped me as I counted off the excruciatingly long minutes since Ily had left my side. I’d lasted eighteen of those damn minutes before stalking after her.
Luckily, Victor hadn’t been around this morning.
The Masters at breakfast were far too interested in playing with their new jewels.
And Peter had given Ily a pointed look as we’d entered the ballroom at nine this morning, confirming whatever appointment they’d made.
