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She motioned for me to join her.

Trying not to touch her hands that now felt hot to me and not wanting to disturb her experience, I stepped into the shower and stood in front of all her gorgeousness.

Gradually, she lifted her face to see me. “Thank you for your water.”

It’s pitiful but, like a sap, I had the urge to explain the water wasn’t mine. I hadn’t offered her the moon. I had simply turned a nozzle.

She whispered, “Let the water be a part of you,” then lifted her cupped hands.

As soon as drips began to touch my chest, I burned.

Hissing, I stepped away until my back hit the wall behind me.

Pain carved into every inch of her face, she followed, still whispering, “Let your miracle be.”

I caught her wrists then growled, “It hurts.”

With pleading eyes, she said, “Some miracles do.”

“Rosa—”

“I am Rhea for this.”

A shimmering glow began to form behind her. Like her eyes used to be, glittery particles of every color floated around her shoulders like—

I gasped.

Like borrowed wings.

She had done this for me.

Mystified by the beauty behind her and her deep generosity, I reached out to touch the colors from over her shoulder, quickly retracting my hand due to the scalding pain. “Rhea. Something’s not right.”

She cupped more water then tried again, but steam lifted from my skin as I winced in immense pain.

“No,” she cried, filling her hands again.

My heart cracked wide as I watched hope fade from her golden eyes as she continued to boil my skin, over and over. I took every ounce of the searing pain for her. She wanted to bless me, cleanse me, so desperately.

I didn’t start to cry from my bubbling skin. I started to cry because my true master was calling me home, and we both knew it.

“Sh…” Holding her face, I tried to calm her building hysteria. “It’s okay.”

“No. No…” she begged, blessed water mixing with tears. “This was supposed to work!”

Dread seized my muscles as my heart continued to crack open. “You said it yourself. He wants me.”

Her teeth ground together as she growled, “You. Are. Mine.”

Even though I was dying inside, her fight for me made me smile. “My Little Hellion, so fucking beautiful.”

Her rage continued. “I am powerful and can save you—”

So proud of her love for me, I shook my head. “No. You gave it to me.”

Hope lit up her grieving eyes. “Yes!” Her hands grabbed my wrists. “Use it. Fight him—”

My wrists sizzling, I sensed I didn’t have long before this battle was lost completely. “I’ve committed too many crimes, babe. I’ve let too many suffer under my care. Innocence lost—”

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