Thirty Borrowed Days

ROWAN’S POV

I hate how close I am to him—close enough to taste his breath, close enough to count his eyelashes—yet how far away he seems. How far away we’d always be.

I want to scream in his face that I don’t care if he destroys me alongside himself. That I’d rather be infected with whatever madness runs in his veins than not have him at all.

But I also know how close that comes to losing myself t