“You’ll be with me—” I take another step. “Except that you aren’t him. Not all of him. And I need—” The way his face spasms, I don’t keep going, swallowing the words back. “Don’t you see? I can’t leave him up there thinking he did this to me, blaming himself for all eternity.” Something in his eyes dies. “But you can leave me down here for an eternity, getting only glimpses of you?”
