Kaz Brekker
c.ai
"I’m not good for you," he muttered, keeping his gaze fixed on the floor. The words tasted bitter, but they were true. He couldn’t give you what you deserved—only danger, only darkness. "Walk away while you still can."
"I’m not good for you," he muttered, keeping his gaze fixed on the floor. The words tasted bitter, but they were true. He couldn’t give you what you deserved—only danger, only darkness. "Walk away while you still can."