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I find comfort and safety in books, the way in which my mind can escape reality and enter a world of my choosing.
“Knox,” I plead. “Beg.”
“You are not ugly. Your scars are not ugly.” He takes my hand in his and squeezes. “You are strong. Let your scars be a reminder of that, of all you have overcome. Let them remind you in your darkest of days that this is not the end. That you will make it out the other side, with a new scar that proves your journey and bravery.”
“Would you like some water, Delilah?” “No, but perhaps offer some to Knox. He’s beginning to drool.”
I do not care if I get hurt to protect you. I will bleed for you, die for you if it means your safety. There is not a thing in this universe I would not endure to keep a smile on your face, Delilah.
