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But sometimes, adults can play pretend too. And I pretend that smile is just for me.
“God, you’re like my star in the sky, Wendy.” “Your star?” “My North Star. Always showing me the direction I should travel. I’ve never met someone like you before.”
“I’d let you break me, Wendy Bird,” Jasper whispers gruffly. “And I’d thank God every single day for the guilt that followed if it meant I could keep you for myself.”
“You want me? Then, come and get me, Captain.”
“My Wendy,”
“She is the first person who’s made me feel like existing is possible,” I admit. “That the world isn’t going to collapse around me. That maybe I’m not failing at this whole life thing after all.”

