There was a world of hurt in his tone, and I wanted to smack myself for making him feel that way.
"I didn't say that." I cleared my throat. "I just think we need to be careful. Neither of us trust her, remember? What if she's lying? Or what if this is some sort of trick?"
"Right." Trent nodded and stepped around me. He paced near the bed. "But as you so easily pointed out before, Ivy is our last resort. Do we really have a choice but to trust her?"
I frowned. Of course he'd toss my own words back at me. When I'd insisted Ivy was our only hope, I hadn't imagined this was how she'd be able to help us. There was still so much that could go wrong.
"What if her timing is off?" I asked, my voice trembling. "What if she can't really do it? Or what if you change me and something happens and you die? The only reason I'm doing any of this is so I can be with you, because I love you, and if you're not - "