Dying to Let You Go

Dorian

I clench my teeth as I see her eyes widen.

I knew this was going to be hard, but the look on her face—God, it tears something inside me.

Her mouth parts slightly, disbelief painted across every inch of her expression. It makes my chest ache, because I can tell she thinks I’m choosing power over her. Maybe I am. But not for the reason she believes.

Katerina is onto something. I can feel it.