“Then why did you act like you hated me so much? If you thought I was so beautiful, why did you always snarl at me and push me away? Why did you tell me I make you want to die?” A.J.’s eyes are so soft it breaks my heart. “You remember the famous saying from Jacques Cousteau?” I nod, sniffling. “That’s why. Because for a man like me, the most beautiful, dangerous creature of all is love. I fell in love with you sight unseen, just from the sound of your voice, and I knew if I didn’t make you hate me, I’d do the most selfish thing in the world and try to make you mine.”
