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Because love, at its root, is hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for what could be. Hope that the someone you’ve entrusted your everything to will cradle and protect it. And hope?
“Touch me and I swear to the gods, I’ll cut your fucking hands off and let the quadrant sort you out in the next round of challenges, Dain Aetos.”
I’m not in this for a battle. I’m winning the damned war. I’m a fucking fool for saying this, but when haven’t I been a fool when it comes to you?”
“I’ll know. I’m an incredible judge of character.”
“I live in pain. I practically built a house there and set up a whole economy.
“My house. My chair. My woman.”
“but for the most illogical of mortal emotions— love. Or you’ll die.” He shrugs. “You both will.”
Is this a possible lead to onyx storm??
“Regrets are truly a bitch,
