Vireya’s POV “Yes,” I said, my voice low but steady. “He called me to read from the Living Book, and I was able to ask the question.”I studied Zevarion’s face, expecting it to twist with horror, or for him to flinch, to pace, to react, something. But instead, he stood still. Calm. Too calm.His composure unsettled me more than if he’d panicked.“First,” he said quietly, “I need to talk to you about that day.”I blinked. “Are you serious?” My voice cracked, barely restrained. “We’re living with demons, Zevarion. Real demons, and you want to talk about that day?”“I know how it sounds,” he said, taking a cautious step closer. “But we can’t change where we are right now, at this minute. We can, however, change what’s between us. And right now what matters most to me is you. It kills me that you don’t know the truth. Please, Vireya. Just let me explain.”Damn it. I’d walked right into that one. With a sigh, I crossed my arms, my silence giving him permission to speak.He exhaled slowly,
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