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“You’re mine, you know,” she whispers. “Bound or not, your muse or not, whether I get you for years or only days…you are fucking mine. If I ever speak to the assholes in Paradise again, I’ll have to thank them for finding other souls just as twisted as mine. Your broken edges match mine perfectly.”
We're both panting. Her hands smooth over my back as I try to come back to myself, and when I can't stop kissing her, she tries to block my lips. "Let me catch my breath.” “Let me be your breath,” I counter, capturing her lips again.
😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫 need him
“That’s my good boy,” I murmur just for him. Baelfire braces himself on his knees like he’s trying to contain himself. “Fuck. You’re so mean. Please don’t ever stop.”
“Am I mistaken, or is that a gaping hole in the hydra’s chest? You took his heart?” “He deserved worse for putting a collar on Baelfire,” she mutters angrily. I nearly fucking swoon. She was all vengeful for me?
RIGHT
“Of course, you would make something so cute sound so macabre. Are you saying we scare you, Boo?” “No. The things I would do to keep you four scare me.”
Whatever else happens after I’m gone, I trust this beautiful snow angel. If I had a heart, it would belong to him—to all of them. I don’t even know how to express the newfound, overwhelming, unspeakable pain inside my hollow chest until the quiet words are already leaving my lips. “I love you.”
SHE FINALLY SAID IT
Something stutters and then evaporates inside my chest—and at once, I feel the bonds snap. I thought I knew suffering before, but I had no idea agony like this existed.
