QUOTE : Amar reached out to cup the back of my neck. I shuddered. I had forgotten how cold his hands were, like the soul of winter had tangled itself in his fingers. He stared at me and his gaze had all the finality of death--it was ferocious and terrible, a ravel of locked horns. He was <i>searching</i> me. I knew exactly what he was looking for--<br />Himself. <br />I twined the bracelet together, letting it hover mere inches from his skin. I had no expectation, no method, no strategy. I was blind and clinging to a bruised piece of hope. But it was all I had.<br />“You once said your soul could never forget mine,” I said, sliding the mended bracelet around his wrist. “Do you remember now?”<br />He inhaled sharply, like something had rent through him. Around his wrist, the bracelet glowed like a caught star.<br />“<i>Jaani</i>,” he breathed, staring at me. <br />He clutched his chest, an amazed smile turning his face incandescent. I grinned so widely that I thought the air would bend around us, pushing us together. His fingers entwined in my hair and he tilted my face up.