“Arrow, you pushed me away when I wanted to stand by your side.” He slides a hand into my hair and scoots closer. His mouth is a breath from mine; each word could almost be a kiss. “But that’s exactly it. You’re too important to be brought down by me. To me, you’re everything. And this morning when I told you I wanted you to be free of me, know that I meant exactly that. I’ve never wanted to be free of you, only the other way around.”
