ETAN
His heart thundered in his ears, so strong that it pulsed in his skin. He could barely hear himself think. But when Ayleth turned her eyes back to his and he realized this was the moment, he pushed away the fear, swallowing hard.
Her chest rose and fell too quickly—which made him feel better, because his breath was shallow and quick too.
Help me, Father, he prayed silently. Give me the right words to touch her heart. And help me honor her in this. Keep us safe. Help me keep her safe.
He cleared his throat, dropped his chin for a single breath, then looked back up to lock eyes with her and tell her everything that was in his heart.
