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Haven, if he was falling, let him fall, because nothing had ever felt so right.
“I need you,” the guardian whispered. “In ways I can’t make sense of.”
Destiny was strange, fate was often cruel, but he wondered if both had been trying to guide him here all along.
“Your recklessness, your penchant for arguing, your defiance, your passion, your poetic way with words.” “Poetic words.” He snorted. “Will you always love me?”

