““We shouldn’t be doing this. We shouldn’t have done this. She’s my sister.” “Don’t say that,” Silas murmurs into my hair, voice genuinely pleading. “Please don’t ever say that.” “We’re hunters,” I choke. “Yes. Of course we are. We’re . . . we’re more . . . but . . .” He shakes his head and pushes me out to arm’s length, lowering his head to look me in the eyes. “I didn’t mean for us to hurt her, Rosie, but I wouldn’t take any of it back. I couldn’t take any of it back—I love you too much.””
