“Stay with me, Darius,” she replied, asking me to do the one thing I was almost certain I couldn’t. But if there was any way in which I could, then I’d do it for her. “If I can then I will,” I replied honestly, hating that I couldn’t swear it any more definitely than that. “Then I’ll marry you,” she replied. “No bullshit. Just us.” “Really?” I asked, my chest swelling with the idea of that, of her being mine in such an unmovable way. “Really.”
