“You were ready to give up, and that isn’t the woman I met two months ago. That woman was ready to step on dead bodies to get what she wanted, and when she told me she was giving up, I couldn’t stand there and watch as the life was sucked out of her. It was an impulsive decision, I give you that, but it was one I had to make or I wouldn’t have forgiven myself,” he says, looking me straight in the eye. “And even if I’m not a religious type of man, I believe we met for a reason.”
