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“You are an extension of myself and my magic. There will never be a time where I hesitate to defend you.”
“There are galaxies painted across your skin,” he murmurs. “Nebulas and universes mapped out like artwork, designed solely for one to get lost in.”
“Anna … You are exquisite.”
“Anna …” Her name leaves him like a strangled plea.
“I want you.”
“This wasn’t meant to happen.” His fingertips thread into her hair, her jaw cradled in his palms and his eyes burning with such an intensity that she’s drowning in it. “You weren’t meant to possess me so completely. You haunt me, Anna.”
Loving him came to her the way snow melts into creeks, then rivers, then oceans. Time has engraved him into her heart the way the rivers have carved canyons and glaciers have cut fjords.
“I doubt that, but you’ll learn. If it takes me centuries, I’ll spend each and every one showing you how devastatingly beautiful you are.”
He doesn’t ask if she’s sure, doesn’t try to dissuade her.
“Wanted you for so long … I can’t remember what it feels like without you under my skin … how will I ever go on without wanting more of you?”
“Stay,” she says. An order, a wish.
“Sometimes forever doesn’t feel long enough.”
“Did it hurt?” “The most worthwhile things usually do,”
“You have grown into someone to be proud of.”
It’s the drop of rain that breaks the dam; the subtle breeze that turns a flame into a blaze.
Where they burn books, they will, in the end, burn human beings too,’”
“You are everything I never knew to hope for.”
He tastes like pasts and futures, like whispered memories and lucid dreams. He feels like coming home.
“Every waking moment I’m not by your side feels like agony. The thought of never seeing you again, of leaving for good, fills me with such torment that Hell itself could swallow me up, and the distraction would be a relief.”
