“You will make mistakes,” I murmured. “And I will love you anyway.” The boy flinched. Looked away. Again, that flicker of the man I’d known. “I never told you how much it meant to me,” he said. I smiled. “Yes, you did. Not with words. But with something even more valuable.” He shook his head. “It wasn’t enough to save you.” “Then we’ll try again. Together.” I held out my hand. “I will never promise you, Asar, that it won’t hurt, because it will. I will never promise you that we won’t fail, because we could. And that terrifies me, too. But it’s in that fear that we hold our greatest strength.
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