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“By the way,” he said, opening one eye, “in case you do wipe my memory in order to steal my PIN number and I forget to tell you later, you look really pretty today.”
“Because I’ve been in love with you since we were fifteen years old,”
I am scared,” I corrected. “I’m scared of how much power you have over me. I’m scared of how much I care about you and how important you are to me. Most of all, I’m scared of how much I love you. How much I’ve always loved you, even before I really understood what it meant to be in love with someone.”