Jaxen POV
“Then would you do me the honor of living with me?”
I stood and walked over to her. All the exhaustion and resignation I’d been feeling moments earlier vanished. My eyes burned with hope.
“You wouldn’t have to find another place. You wouldn’t have to worry about meals. I’d even drive you wherever you need to go.”
She studied me for a moment, then reached out and pressed the corners of my lips down, forcing my smile to fade.
“Jaxen, don’t smile like an i***t. I don’t want our old life back. We’d be better off staying out of each other’s way.”
She was afraid of feeling loved, afraid of returning that love.
Maybe only after she was truly free would she be able to face me more openly.
She met my gaze.
The emotions in my eyes, which had been dim and restrained only moments e
