“You know you didn’t get rid of all the evidence. If I marry you in that dress, someone might see,” I whispered. “Maybe you and not just someone but everyone, needs a reminder that I’ll make the world bleed if it hurts you. Do you get that?” he whispered against my ear. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him close, crying now because there was no way to stop myself. “Then don’t let them hurt me again, because I sort of like the world we’re creating.” “Is that a yes? You’ll marry me? Be with me forever?” “Yes… For forever and ever.”
