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His fingers tightened around mine, and even though his touch burned against the fever raging in my skin, I clung to it like dying men cling to life. “I’m not leaving you,” Charlie said. His voice cracked, but his eyes didn’t waver. “I’d rather die with you than leave you to die alone.” If the sky had crashed entirely to the earth in that moment, I would’ve felt it less than I felt those words. A hot, ripping pain tore through my chest—so powerful it stole the breath right out of my lungs. Something behind my ribs bowed inward, then outward, like a breach waiting to happen. Tears welled in my eyes—unbidden, unstoppable. The heat of them burned worse than the curse in my veins. Charlie’s light