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He knew. He had always known. And he wanted her anyway.
“I’m building my castle brick by brick in the middle of the storm, and I’m wondering if the mountain underneath my feet will crumble.” She turned her neck to catch his eyes. “You’re my mountain, my Vad. I don’t know how, and I don’t understand why, but somehow, I’m building my castle on you.”
“You’re taking all of my firsts, Mr. Deverell,” she whispered quietly as a confession. His arm tightened. “I will take all your lasts, too, Miss Clemm. Mark my words.”
“Understand this, Corvina. I don’t know how this thing between us changed and I don’t care. You’re not alone. Not anymore,” he said patiently, his eyes fierce. “If something like that happens, you tell me. If you need help, you tell me. If you need comfort, you tell me. Whatever it takes. I get to be the only madness inside you, you understand?”