“I promise to die by your side when we’re wrinkly and fucking gray. So that we’ll never be apart again.” My hands grip his forearms to give me the strength not to fall to my knees as I stare up into his eyes. “And I promise to love you even after death.” His lips come to mine, breathing his words against them, leaving them to burn into my heart. “I’m yours. And you are mine. Not even death does us part.” “Forever,” I whisper back, leaning into his kiss. But this isn’t just a kiss. It’s the consecration of our love—our vows. A declaration to the universe that we’re fated and nothing can keep us
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