I knew anyone who hadn’t been through what we had these last few months probably saw it as irrational, but how could I explain to them what I felt for him? We had survived together in a palace that was nothing more than a prison. He cared for me as I did him. We were not two sides of the same coin, but the same side. I hadn’t realized how alone I felt all those years until I met Vincent. It was as if some part of him had awakened something in me.
