But his lips move to my ear, and he holds my face when I try to find them again. “It was a miracle — more than a miracle — when I found you, Melanie. Right now, if I was given the choice between having the world back and having you, I wouldn’t be able to give you up. Not to save five billion lives.” “That’s wrong.” “Very wrong but very true.” “Jared,” I breathe. I try to reach for his lips again. He pulls away, looking like he has something to say. What more can there be? “But . . .” “But?” How can there be a but? What could possibly follow all this fire that starts with a but? “But you’re
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