“I’m not asking you to love me,” I tell her. “I think we’re both smart enough to choose oxygen.” I don’t see how love could benefit me. Her eyes fall and her lips downturn. After a full minute of silence, she says, “I’d choose to die if it meant my sisters could live. You think it’s stupid, but sometimes love is worth every foolish choice you make.” She hops off the counter. “Oh, and you’re my number three.” “I beat Poppy already?” I fight a burgeoning smile. “I see her less than I do you.” I fit my arms around her waist. “Don’t ruin it,” I breathe, kissing her neck lightly. My hand lowers to
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