"It's the magic," he whispered, watching the confusion within her blue gaze.

"What do you mean?" She sniffled.

"They can track you by the magic. By the wishes. By your presence, right? You don't even have to be making wishes but they can still feel the magic, right?"

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with anyt-"

"I can set you free, Grace. You'd no longer be a genie, and no longer be magical. With no ability to form wishes, and no magical beacon to draw in the wardens, we could be free of them. We wouldn't have to run, or hide, or anything! We could truly be free."

Grace blinked, her eyes filling with pain once more, "Stephen, we've been through this. No one knows what happens with freedom. It could be almost anything. Yes, there's a chance it might still be me here on the other side, but what if my memories of my time as your genie are wiped away? What if my memories of you are wiped away? What if our love was lost? What if I'm not even 'Grace' at all anymore? What if I become 'Atiya once more? One moment you have me, and then the next you have a dying fourteen year old Arabic girl in your hallway. It's too risky."

Stephen grimaced, "It's the only shot we have. Our only shot to keep you alive."

"It's an unknown outcome," she argued, before looking up to him with determination in her eyes. "Let me do this, Stephen. It's the only way I can protect you and your family from them. I don't care the cost. I'll gladly sacrifice myself for you."

Stephen shook his head from side to side, forcefully. Despite the incredible risk of freeing her, and despite all the negative consequences that could happen, he wanted Grace to have a shot at life, instead of certain death. And while he feared losing her love more than anything in the world, he would rather Grace be alive and happy, instead of dying at the hands of those ruthless a.s.sholes.

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"No, Grace. I won't let you. I'm still your master, and I forbid you from sacrificing yourself," Stephen said with grit in his voice. She stopped moving, halting in her tracks.

"Please don't do this," she whispered.