“You’re not allowed to love someone as monstrous as me, Em. Not after everything I’ve done,” he says sadly, his British accent is heavier when he whispers. I smile at the sound of it. He leans forward, hesitating a moment before giving in and letting our lips connect. The world falls apart. The ocean of worries seizes its waves. The only thing that matters to me in all the universe is here. It’s him.
