“You would let me go? Just … let me do what I want?” Katherine asked, leaning closer. It was an unusual offer. Not unheard of, but certainly not traditional. “Yes!” Petrucio cried. “I don’t want someone who doesn’t want me. We don’t have to … you know. Be a couple. We can just be partners or companions. Or not even that, if you don’t want. But whatever we pick, it’s ours to choose. Just because we … just because…”
Highlighting this because I think more people should think this way.
