“Didn’t I tell you I wasn’t going to leave?” Rosalind drifted closer. “You heard me earlier?” Orion shook his head. He sighed, bringing her hand up and pressing her fingers to his face. “I didn’t hear anything before I woke up. I’m talking about what you said to me after I’d lost my memories. Eventually you’re going to leave. I won’t. I won’t ever. I just defied death itself to prove my point.”
