Revive Me: Part Three (New Haven #2)

by J.L. Seegars

“I love you, Mallory, and I’ve never had a choice in the matter. But, even if I did, I would never choose differently. Even if I lived a thousand lives, my soul would seek yours out. No matter what form I take, what name I'm called by, or what part of the universe I'm designated to, it'd still belong to you. I'd still belong to you. I’d find you in the depths of the ocean, in the darkest part of the night⁠—”

“No, you don’t get to have me. You don’t get to say you’d find me in the darkest part of the night like we don’t both know that you’re the one who keeps leaving me there!”

“No, princess, I won’t give up because even though I know I can live without you, I don’t fucking want to.”

“Then where should we do it, princess? Tell me, please. Name the time. The place. Give me the fucking longitude and latitude, and I’ll be there. Just please don’t keep running, don’t keep hiding from me.”

“You keep wanting certainty, baby,” Mama continues. “But certainty is a desire of the brain, not the heart. The only certainty we get in this life is death and the grief that comes with it. Everything else is ours to make, to hold in our hands and shape with our palms. To nurture or let die.”