“Apricity.” Tate’s hand scooped mine, warm and large against my cold, dry one. The mattress dipped as he shifted onto my hospital bed. He brought the back of my hand to his mouth, his lips brushing my skin. “Gia. Sweetheart. Wake up. Even in Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, she wakes up from her dream. She came back,” he croaked brokenly. “My love. Please come back to me. I’ll be better. No, that’s not good enough. I’ll be perfect. I’ll dedicate my life to worshipping you. You will have anything your heart desires. More airplanes. And islands. And…and…union perks!” he offered breathlessly.
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