Chapter 25
“You want a man in your pallet?” Blain asks. Trin doesn’t hear the words so much as feels them vibrate through him. “You pick anyone else, anyone at all, but Gerrick is only going to tear you apart. The longer he stays here, the worse it’ll get. He’s like a bee, kid, and he stings you ‘til you can’t see straight. Look at me.” Trin does, briefly, then focuses on the large coarse hairs in Blain’s eyebrows. “If you don’t get him out when you can, he’ll dig in deep, where it hurts, and he’ll leave you all torn up inside when he finally moves on. I know, I’ve seen it before. Don’t try to tell me he’s different now because men like him never change.”