Neverra looked at me, love shining from her eyes, and I nodded at her. Neverra was my only peace; if we died here, at least we’d die together. I had found her again, and that was all I ever wanted. She smiled at me and raised her weapon. My amata knew my heart, and I was never alone. “I love you,” I whispered. “And I you,” she responded, the words filled with everything we didn’t have to say.
