“How do we know they can’t hear every word we’re saying?” Dakshana asked.
“They can hear it - this is their world,” Chadstone said. His blue eyes were unfathomable. “They can hear what we say - but they cannot hear what we think. That is another curse beyond even the grasp of shadows.”
He was trying to tell her something, but Dakshana didn’t know what it was. She’d gone from wanting him to hating him to pitying him to -- what, exactly? She’d just shoved aside his confession in favor of daylight, and now what?
She had to trust him with her life.
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