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“What God? Tonight, you only scream and cry for me. No God will bear witness to what I make of you.”
Hatred and desire aren’t so different. Both are an obsessive, all-consuming emotion. It’s a thin line to walk on.
“Together, our broken pieces can do anything.”
“All I want is to be by your side. In training, in war, in death. I can’t picture myself anymore without you being there, Bun. You linger in my thoughts, in my fears. But mostly, you’re the cause of all the emotions I feel again. I was dead until you tripped on my foot on the plane.”
“And if you think I’m ever letting you go, you’re wrong. You’re mine. As much as I’m yours.”
“You are where my sanity starts,” he murmurs gravely, his jaw setting and brows knitting. He hates to admit these things to me—that much is obvious. But it warms my chest that he shares it with me anyway. “You are where mine ends,”
“Have you been watching me?”
“Always. I’ve been watching you all this time. Sometimes from binoculars or across the room. Other times from surveillance. I’ve been with you. Each starlit walk you took with him, every small look over your shoulder waiting for someone. For me. I was there. I never left you behind.”
“Promise me forever, Bun. You’re where my sanity starts.”
“You are where mine ends.”
