Back then, it’d been obvious that the ultimate expression of love and possessiveness would be for me to have her tattooed on my skin like I did with Cleo, Kate, and Lin, but that hadn’t been possible then. I hadn’t remembered that ’til now, and gettin’ ink for her didn’t seem wrong anymore. It seemed almost wrong I didn’t have her inked onto me when she was so clearly a part of my fate in this life.
