“Why not?” Tears pool in her eyes, and she wipes her cheek. “Why are you different? Why should I believe you?” “Because I love you,” I tell her, and she freezes. Her shoulders shake, but I keep going. “I love you so much it fucking hurts, and I know that scares the shit out of you. It scares me too, because how can things be this fucking good with you when the rest of my life is in shambles?”
