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She once told me life could happen in a blink, but it’s a series of blinks that brought
us together.
BLINK. BLACK.
“Il a prédit que je détruirais ce qu’il y a de bon dans tout homme qui choisirait de m’aimer.” He predicted I
“Come, dance with me,” she urges. “It’s about to storm,”
“Tu vas me manquer.” I’ll miss you.
“I hate her!” “Who?” Her chin wobbles as she shakes her head. “I hate her so much!”
“Who, Delphine? Who do you hate?” “The woman . . . who gets to have you after me. The woman who”—her voice cracks—“the woman who deserved you all along. Who will give you children—I hate her!”
her words. “I told you long ago, there’s no woman—” “Oh, there is, Tyler, and for you, she’ll be fucking exceptional because you are . . . everything any woman could ever want . . . and, and s-she’ll be everything I wasn’t. That I’m not, and I couldn’t be for you. She’ll love you better. She’ll be far less selfish. Look how selfish I am! Look
how selfish I’m being right now!” Her silver eyes pierce me as she palms her chest with both hands as if its beat is physically paining her. “I needed more time to prove myself to you. To deserve you. To convince you. So you will remember, will know just how much I . . . love you . . . I’m so in love with you. So in love with you.”

