The light in his eyes died. The music box kept spinning. The sweet lullaby was sickeningly loud. "Is it... is it really over?" He was shaking like a leaf. I didn't answer. I pulled a document from my folder. Handed it to him. "Power of attorney papers." My voice was flat. "The safehouses. The Cayman accounts. Equity transfers for the Vegas casino funds. Take it all back. Check it and sign." Silas didn't take it. His hand hung in the air. Red rimmed eyes. Like he was being flayed alive. "Alessia. Don't talk to me like a stranger." His voice was barely a whisper. "Please." "We are from two different worlds, Silas. The second you burned that journal, the blood oath broke." I shoved the papers closer. He swallowed hard. Finally, he looked down and took them. He didn't even read them. Just stared at the edges of the paper. Like staring at an unhealable wound. "I know I messed up." His voice hit rock bottom. "I tested your limits. I mistook your endurance for permission. I was so
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