“I’ve… lost people. Before I came here, I swore I wouldn’t care like that again. If I let nobody in, they couldn’t hurt me. But you didn’t care, did you? You barged into my fucking heart uninvited, and now you’re here.” He takes my hand and presses my palm to his chest, eyes never leaving mine. “You’re here, and I can’t do a single fucking thing to stop it. So you will not let anything happen to yourself. You’re going to live. You’re going to thrive, or I’ll never forgive you.”
