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Vengeance could wait.
She didn’t need retribution right now. She needed time.
“It was real,” she whispered. “I hope you know that.”
“It was always real for me, too,” he finally said, his voice barely a whisper. “I hope you know that.”
“Yeah, I am afraid that I’m going to fail again,” she said, still peering into the nothingness of Phobia’s face. “But one cannot be brave who has no fear.”
“Everyone has a nightmare,” she said. “I guess I’m yours.”
Everyone has a nightmare.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “Maybe I want you to be mine.”
“One cannot be afraid,” he said, “when they have nothing left to lose.”
