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Eh. What’s life, if not odd moments of peace between staring death in the face and giving it a big, old fuck you.
“I’m not sure I know what love is,” she whispers softly, making my heart ache for her. “I’ve never experienced it before. I don’t know what it feels like…but if there was ever someone I thought I could fall in love with, it would be you.”
“I miss that. I miss you. I miss the way your touch burns my skin and ignites a fire in my soul. I want to feel that again. I don’t want to go another day without you.”
“You are the sunlight on a dark day, the rainbow when it pours, the lighthouse in a storm. You’re my sunlight. My rainbow. My lighthouse. I was barely alive when I turned up here, but you helped me learn to breathe. You made me see there’s more to life than just surviving. I need you in my life, making me laugh and reminding me of the good times when things are going wrong. So please, please don’t let all this self-hatred and guilt you’re carrying around swallow you up, because I don’t know what any of us would do without you.”
“You’re perfect for me, Little Warrior. We were always meant to be together. You’re mine—not because you belong to me, but because you own every part of me.”
“I love you,” I pant, loving how his eyes soften, and a boyish grin graces his lips. “I love you, baby. You're mine, and I'm yours. That’s the way it's always going to be.”
“You keep a knife in your boot?” Cam asks, sounding shocked, having picked up on what I would have classified as one of the least significant things I said, but whatever. “Yeah. Why, where do you keep yours?”
