“You’re mine. Just as much as Am is. Just as much as anybody will ever be.” A tear slid down my cheek, and he wiped it off, his eyebrows dropping low. “You are a part of us,” he said gruffly. “I told you before, didn’t I?” One of the hands on my cheeks moved, and he took my earlobe between his fingers. “I don’t know how anybody would let you walk away, and it isn’t going to be me. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. Are we clear?”
