“Maybe because he’s there and I’m not,” she finally said. “Because the one thing you’ve always believed in was justice. Even before Gideon. That’s part of what drew you to him in the first place. And you don’t like a world where John gets to thrive in spite of everything he’s done, and I get stolen away and punished for wanting to help him.”
“Punished.” Jesse covered her hand with his. Her skin wasn’t as smooth as he remembered. “Punished. Your sister was teleported right out of her cell, Emma. Did I tell you that? I don’t remember. One second she was there, and then she wasn’t. Just like that.” Jesse swallowed. “Just like…” You.
“I know.” Her voice was rough, like she was fighting back the emotion, but it shone in her dark eyes anyway. She could never hide anything because of them; they always betrayed what she felt in her heart, even when she tried to conceal it. “They told me. They keep trying to use it against me.”