One of the choices was Sam Logan.
But to what extent did she trust her instincts there,
weighing them with logic and past history?
A misstep with him could crush her a second time.
She might not survive it whole.
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He opened his hand, and where her tear had lain was a slice of light.
Grinning at her, he tossed it high, and stars fountained from it, raining down like
little sparks of flame.
“A symbol,” he said, plucking one of the lights from the air.
“A promise. I’ll give you the stars, Mia.”
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