“You’re mine,” she said, heart pounding unsteadily against her ribs. “Did you really think I would still hate you once I remembered?” She shook her head. “Even before I did, you were the only thing that ever felt safe. I thought I was going mad, but a part of me always knew you. I left a note. Didn’t you get my note? I love you.” He flinched as if struck and started to shake his head, but she stilled him, forcing him to meet her eyes. “I do,” she said more firmly, her voice shaking with intensity. “I love you. And I always will. Always.”
