C175 Like The Desert's Sand From Hands

But Corbin cut him off sharply, stepping closer until his face was dimly illuminated by the torchlight. “Stop calling me that!” he snarled, his eyes blazing with barely suppressed rage. “That name—it was *her* name for me. It ties me to her, and I won’t allow that anymore!” His voice dripped with disgust, his brows furrowed as though the very mention of his name caused him physical pain