FAY'S POV:
Cayden and I were alone in a room, back at his palace. And for some reason he wouldn't look at me, in fact he was extremely quiet the entire way back here.
"Would you at least look at me." I told him, desperate to at least hear his voice.
"No." He said in a flat tone. " I can't, if I do I wouldn't be able to let you go and do what you're about to do.... I don't have the strength to do that."
My heart ached at the hurt in his voice. " Cayden please, just look at me." I whispered.
"I c-can't."
I walked over to where he was seated on the bed and gently cupped his face in my hand. "I promise nothing is going to happen to me this time." I told him. "I have faith in you Cayden, I have faith in us, we've even fought death to be together again, nothing can separate us. We can't
