“Sebastian…please, baby…please open your eyes, please…I can’t…I can’t live without you anymore. I don’t want to imagine it, so please…please stay with me…” A low grunt leaves his throat and I straighten, sniffling. “Sebastian..?” “You…called me…baby…” I smile at the amusement in his voice, allowing the salty tears inside my mouth. “I’ll call you anything you want. Just stay with me.” “Baby…” he grunts. “Yes?” “Marry…me.” “Huh?” “When…we get out…of here. Marry…me.”
