“Oh, my pretty Pae.” His words are a murmur against my lips. “For once, it is I who will be your undoing.” And in this moment, I would beg him to be just that. Would give anything to live out the rest of my days under this willow and in his arms. So, I memorize every shadow of his face, every shade of this vivid fantasy before me. He kisses the pad of my thumb before the war begins.
