“You will make a good couple,” he said as he exhaled a long, shuddering breath. “No, we won’t. We will end up fighting. I won’t love him as he needs to be loved. You said I wouldn’t belong to anyone else but you. You have to stop this from happening,” I whispered, meeting his penetrating stare, pleading for him to see what was written in my eyes that I couldn’t form into words. “What would you give me if I could?” he asked as he strolled across the room, getting closer to the bed where I still sat. “What would you want?” I asked, afraid it would be more than I could give him. “You,” he said,
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