Jacob~
The moment the words left my mouth—"I can take the memory away"—I saw her change.
Easter flinched like I'd struck her.
"No," she breathed, her voice hoarse and shaking, but there was steel behind it. "No, Jacob. Don't you dare."
Her eyes—those wide, emerald eyes that always reminded me of spring after a long winter—were burning now, wild with pain and defiance. She sat up, wrapping her arms around herself as if to shield her soul from me.
"Easter—" I started.
She shook her head, curls bouncing around her flushed face. "No. Jacob, listen to me. Please—just listen."
I held my breath.
