No, he hadn’t just dragged her to California. He’d dragged her into a cursed eternity. A burden that
should have been his alone to bear.

“Daniel's face-- the way it had been bathed in violet light when he'd carried he…”

“Though she hated to stop kissing, Luce held Daniel's warm face in her hands. Sh…”

“Here," he said,holding out a dark mink coat. "Thought you might be cold.""Where…”

“Arriane sized her up, tapping one finger against her lips. "Perfect," she said,…”