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“That’s been one of my favorite things about you, actually. I admire your tenacity, your hunger to live. I think it will serve you well.”
I don’t know if I can love someone, not the way you love her.”
“And there’s no need for you to right now. Love only yourself a little bit longer, until you can’t stand not to love someone else.”
“I will never forget your fire. I can’t wait to see what you do.”
They were the perfect shoes to take steps into a new life, one that would start when America became Maxon’s fiancée and I left the palace.
For the first time maybe ever, it didn’t matter if I looked beautiful or not. I felt it.
“You think you walk, Lucy? I think you fly. You see yourself in a uniform? I see you in a cape. You’re a hero, of the quietest but most genuine nature.”
“You’ve made me better. And I want to be better for you. I want to be better with you.”
But everything I am is yours. And I promise you: tomorrow morning, come hell or high water, I will make this right.”
“I love you, Lucy. You take care of me, I take care of you?”
“Good morning, darling,” he whispered. “Good morning.”
I smiled and forced my sleepy eyes open. “And who will run the country?” “No one. Let it fall to pieces. So long as I have my America in my arms.”
“She danced in the fountain on New Year’s Eve, America,” he said, a childish amusement in his eyes. “It was amazing, and I will never let it go.”
“It’s scary to be a husband. It feels like there’s more to lose. I worry about that title more than being called king, easily.”
“I have everything I want. A country on the upswing, a happy marriage, and good friends. Cheers, sir.”
“Oh, darling, you didn’t need to get me anything. Every day with you is a gift.” He leaned in and kissed me.
I peeked up at his expression, so hopeful and excited, and I knew we were only just getting to the best part of our lives.
