Phantom (Cat and Mouse, #0)

by H.D. Carlton

“I would follow you anywhere, Genevieve. If you were standing at the edge of the earth and wanted to fall, I would only stop you long enough to take hold of your hand so I could go with you. There isn’t a life where I wouldn’t be your phantom, or a death where I wouldn’t be your reaper.” He places his hand flat on my chest, keeping me at arm’s length. “If you tried to run away from me, I don’t think I’d let you. I would do . . . anything to make you stay. And there are moments where I feel . . . Where there are things that I want to do to you that might cause you to run. And I’m afraid of that, so I walk away first.”

“There is little in life I’m deserving of—little that I allow myself to indulge in. Yet you are the crux of all my selfish desires. I would cease to breathe if I could not share air with you, Genevieve. If I can’t live with you, I refuse to at all.”

“How cruel it is that Mother Nature spent millions of years forming such a beautiful sight only for you to exceed it within mere minutes.”

I love you, Ronaldo. With every beat of my heart and every fiber of my being. I love you so much. Not even death can take that away from us.