" Jillian took another step. The weaving abruptly stopped, and she pressed the blade of his own knife to his neck. He felt its cold bite. Their gazes met.
“I have just one question for you,” she whispered. The edge broke skin effortlessly, and he felt blood trickle down his throat in a thin fracture. Her green eyes flickered to the wound, and Luca knew it had already healed.
“Then ask.”
“Do you sparkle? "
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