So hear me when I repeat myself. I am not going anywhere. I’m here either way, because I love that little boy with every part of me. Maybe more than I love you, and I do, Payton.” She buries her face in her hands, but I keep on. “I love you.” I reach for her. “I fucking love you, Pretty Little, but I don’t know what to do anymore. I want you. Hell, I’ll take a tiny piece if you’ll give it to me.” “Stop.” “I’m dead serious. I can’t compete with a ghost, so I won’t,” I promise. “He can keep your heart for all eternity. Just let me hold you for all of mine.”
