Believe Me (Shatter Me #6.5)

by Tahereh Mafi

I see now that I have to make something clear, so remember this: I would happily watch the world go up in flames if anything happened to her, and if that’s not enough for you, you can go to hell.”

I could do this all day.

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Tentatively, I lift a hand to her head, drawing it slowly down her hair. I worry, sometimes, that my love for her will expand beyond the limitations of my body, that it will one day kill me with its heft.

“I am nothing,” I say to her. “If I manage to be anything, it is only because of you.”

“You need quiet,” she says. “You need space, and privacy. I want you to know that I know that—that I see you. I appreciate everything you do for me, and I see it, I see it every single time you sacrifice your comfort for mine. But I want to take care of you, too. I want to give you peace. I want to give you a home. With me.”

I’m sobbinggggg

“We didn’t salvage it from the wreckage,” Winston says, laughing. “I made you a new one.”

all this novella has done is make me cry

I turn sharply to face him. “You’re not coming with me?”

he loves Kenji😭😭

Right now, it doesn’t seem to matter. Right now, I can’t quite feel my legs. Kenji, to his credit, does not laugh in my face. Instead, his expression relaxes by micrometers, his dark eyes assessing me in that careful way I detest. “Yeah,” he says finally. “Of course I’m coming with you.”

I’m smiling now, smiling like the most ordinary of men, staring at the most extraordinary woman I’ve ever known. “Believe me,” I whisper. “I do.”