Page 57 of Ashes
“If you ever feel the urge to bite yourself again, promise me you’ll come find me instead,” I say.
Seeing her hurt and upset like this bothers me.
I want to make her feel better somehow.
“I promise,” she says with a small smile. “I just hate that we can’t finish what we started.”
I frown.
Maybe she’s wrong.
Maybe we can.
But it would require me to trust her.
Trust her with everything.
Trust her like I never trusted anyone before.
“I think I know what we can do. If you want to. We can still complete the task,” I say.
Her face pales. “No. I can’t. I don’t even like the idea of it. It’s too much.”
“It doesn’t say it has to be you. It can be me.”
“What do you mean? I don’t—” Her brow creases. “Oh.”
“It could work. If you want to try.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I trust you.”
Her lips part in surprise. “Okay,” she says.
I take a deep breath.
Maybe I’m making a mistake.
Or maybe not.
We’re going to find out.
