Shade caught my hand, slid his fingers through mine. The touch felt like lightning up my arm.
“He’s right about one thing,†he said. “This house has many dangers. I cannot save you from most of them.â€
I clenched my hand until I felt the bones of his fingers.
Then I let go and forced a smile. “I wasn’t born to be saved.
— Rosamund Hodge
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