I do trust you." I bumped my elbow against his, a pathetic attempt at levity, but he caught me, turned me, and held me in place. We stood dangerously close. "It's myself I don't always trust," I whispered."That's strange." He released my arm and took a step backward. "I trust you, but I don't always trust myself.
Jodi Meadows, The Mirror King
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