"I can't possibly ask that," I said. The thought of confronting Kastiel like that made my stomach hurt. What if he got angry? What if he thought I was accusing him of something? What if he decided I was too much trouble?
"Yes, you can," Elio said. "He's your lover. You can ask him whatever you want to. And put that bitch in his place."
"I can't…"
"Yes, you can. Stop limiting yourself to nothing all the time, oh my God." Elio groaned in frustration. "What are you so scared of? Tell me, Holland."
I said nothing. What was I actually scared of?
I thought about it. Really thought about it. And the answer came immediately, surging up from somewhere deep inside me.
I was scared of everything.
