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“Roarke, wait! I need to finish explaining so you’ll understand.”
He spun around, fury and pain written across his face. “Oh, I understand. You realized your magic was the opposite of mine and decided you’re too good to be my queen. Too innocent and unwilling to acknowledge the world as it truly is.”
“No!” I shook my head, wounded by his words, but I forced myself to rush on. “Well, yes, but it’s not like that. I do have a problem inflicting nightmares upon the world, but what I’m trying to explain is that the magic doesn’t matter! Being your queen doesn’t matter! I only want you!” I raced forward, desperate for him to see my side of things. “I have to walk away from the Weaver magic, but only because I want to break the curse so we can be together for real.” I grabbed his arms. “Roarke, I love you. Please let me do this for you. For us.”
Tears swirled in his eyes, mixing with shadows and turning them into a deep dark pool. “I love you too.” His voice felt like gravel against my skin. “But if you do this, I’ll be forced to choose another queen. And you will never see me again. If you relinquish your magic, your dreams will be like everyone else’s, and there will be nothing I can do.”
I sobbed, hating every word that slipped past his lips, but in my gut, I knew I could do this.
“I promise I can make this right. Choose your next queen, but know I’ll never stop fighting to break you free of this life.” I raced into his arms to kiss him one last time.
Roarke’s body quaked as we held each other tight—our hearts breaking in unison. His soft cries only caused my sobs to grow louder, the heartache of what I needed to do completely overwhelming us both.
He placed kiss after kiss atop my head, refusing to let me go. But finally, I forced myself to pull away.
Peering into his watery eyes, I took in every curve and crevice, etching everything about him deeper into my soul. “I’ll never stop fighting to find my way back to you, but I have to do this.”
With tears streaming down his cheeks, Roarke gripped my hand, and the magic between us flared in my palm, seeping from my veins back into his own with nothing more than a thought.
I crushed my mouth to his, lingering as long as I could before he was pulled back to the gate. It was then that my heart truly broke.
I dropped to the ground, knowing without a doubt who would be waiting for him there.
Isabelle had already marked it with her own magic, forcing the Weaver to see her as his only choice. It sickened me, but I refused to let it derail my plans. I had a mission of my own, and nothing would stop me from achieving my goal. Roarke and I would be together in the real world, and I wouldn’t quit until we were both free from this curse. But for now, I lay still, cocooned in my sorrow as my endless tears soaked the soft grass beneath me, marring my favorite place.
