Mother of Death & Dawn (The War of Lost Hearts, #3)

by Carissa Broadbent

A realization came to me, one that I had been grappling with for the last ten years. There was no single moment when everything changed. No single before and after. There was just… life. A million decisions and a million consequences.

“You are my home, Max. I never allowed myself to believe I would ever have one. I never allowed myself to think that I could keep one, if I did. But I have realized that there is bravery in hope for the future.

“You cannot possibly understand how much I love you.” I absolutely do, actually, I wanted to say, but instead I said, “Marry me.” A stunned pause. “Say that again,” he whispered. “Marry me, mysterious snake man.” His arms wound around me, pulling me onto his lap, and he kissed me again, and again, and again, until finally we untangled ourselves from each other long enough for him to look into my eyes and say, “Well, I guess so.”