Özlem Babacan: I gripped his face with both hands. My breath came in deep, painful gasps. My vision blurred. I didn’t cry when Ilana died. I hadn’t cried since the last time I stabbed my lover. I swore to myself—and to Vincent—that night that I never would again. But I had been wrong. I had been wrong about so, so much. The world had just lost an incredible force. And my presence here was not enough to make up for that. In this game, only one of us would win. And it shouldn’t have been me. It shouldn’t have been me. Nothing existed except for him and the light I had just snuffed out of this world.

I gripped his face with both hands. My breath came in deep, painful gasps. My vision blurred. I didn’t cry when Ilana died. I hadn’t cried since the last time I stabbed my lover. I swore to myself—and to Vincent—that night that I never would again. But I had been wrong. I had been wrong about so, so much. The world had just lost an incredible force. And my presence here was not enough to make up for that. In this game, only one of us would win. And it shouldn’t have been me. It shouldn’t have been me. Nothing existed except for him and the light I had just snuffed out of this world.

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The Serpent and the Wings of Night Carissa Broadbent

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