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December 1 - December 4, 2025
The lie that we have no choice hurts less than the truth that we do and that Marcus won’t choose me.
Jesus Christ, you go through one tiny anorexia phase, and for the rest of your life everyone’s the Food Police.
In a city of chaos, with death raining from the sky, Marcus came for me. At the end of the world, he chose me.
“I won’t let you go,” I promise. “Do you hear me? You are my blood and my heart and my soul. If I had a thousand lives, I would spend them all with you. Because you are my life. And neither the gods
nor death will ever tear us apart. I swear it. Our hearts are bound—forever.”
Sometimes petty acts of revenge are the closest thing we get to closure.
“When you care about someone, there’s always a chance you might end up hurting them. Or getting hurt yourself. But that’s no reason to stop caring about them. Pain is an inevitable part of life, Jackson. There’s no way to avoid it. But love? Love isn’t inevitable. Love is a choice. We have to choose love. And when we do, it doesn’t erase the hurt or shield us from pain, but it does make it bearable. More than bearable. Love is one of the few things that make life worth living.”
“There are so many things in this world to be afraid of. But love? Love isn’t one of them. Never be afraid of love.”

