“You care so little about this?” “Not tonight and not right now.” “So easy for you to say,” she counters, “you get to—” “To what?” I snap back. “I get to live? You aren’t that ignorant. I have to bury you while you’ll be completely unaware of any of that pain. God or no God, you’ll be in a perpetual state of bliss or ignorance while I reject any life without you, fucking forcing myself through every breath. So no, I don’t feel sorry for you, Delphine, because you get to die, and you won’t be the one left behind. I wish . . . fuck what I wish.” I swallow. “I have to fucking survive losing you.
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