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Thirty-five days have passed since Emery woke up and said the worst words I’ve ever heard: “I don’t know who you are.”
My comfort. My only home. Does she dream of her past?
I would do anything for her. Even if she never remembers my love for her.
“You don’t remember me,” he murmurs. “But I can never forget you.”
“As mad as I am that you pushed me away, not very many people get to fall in love with the same crazy person twice.”
“There could be endless versions of you, and I’d love each one as fervently and entirely.”
“I’d pursue you to no end. You are the only home I’ve ever truly known,”
“And I’d fall in love with you over and over, should I forget. I would always find solace in your eyes. Love inside your heart.”
“The first time my heart stopped was when Nolan dragged you into my cell. The second was when I let that rock hit your skull.”
“Fuck, take all my come, Emery. Take all of me and don’t spill a drop,”
“I don’t want you to waste one drop of come. I’m going to stuff you so fucking full that you’ll be dripping my seed for days,”
“You are my end. I’ll follow you to the depths of hell if I have to.”
“I’d take your blade a thousand times, Em. If it means you get to be here with me.”
“Even if our lives are shorter, I’m going to live every single one of them with you, Em. I love you. I yearn for you even in my dreams.”
“I loved you completely. In a way we never got to fully explore together. You were the sunlight over a frozen lake. The whisper of happiness I got to know. I love you, Em… I love you.
