My cheeks warm, my heart in my throat.
He can't mean...
Surely I'm just overthinking again, but the way he was looking at me said otherwise. It was full of meaning... implying something else.
He doesn't mean... no.
We've barely discussed what we are to each other. We've only promised to never break the binding. Nothing else.
With heat still rushing up my neck, I took a few calming breaths before focusing on Alissa once more.
I can see what Grim meant, his words wise... without the part of him implying something else.
Would I want my last memory of my dreams to be of failure, to be of pain, or would I rather help someone else achieve theirs? I could help. I could do what I love to do in some capacity, while also doing some good.
I looked at Alissa, really looked at her without t
