The Kane Contract: Vows of Venom
I fall to my knees too, heavy, graceless, weeks of pregnancy and heartbreak.
Our foreheads crash together.
“I love you,” I cry against his mouth. “I love you so much it feels like suffocating. That’s why I thought I had to leave. To prove I could still breathe without you.”
He makes a broken sound and finally touches me, hands cupping my wet cheeks like I’m something holy.
“You breathe because of me,” he whispers, voice destroyed. “And I breathe because of you. We’re not cages for each other, Livia. We’re air.”
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