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“I just…can’t.”

I squeeze my eyes shut. This is my way out, and yet, I don’t want to take
it.

“Just promise me you’ll think about it,” he begs. “We still have four

weeks until Threshing. Just…think about it.” The hope in his tone and the
tender way he holds me cuts through my defenses.

“I’ll think about it.”