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That, by bringing Jericho back from Ex Nihilo, I would essentially be committing an act of treason against the heavens. I’d damn my soul and become a cambion.
“You damned your own soul to bring me back.” “And you wouldn’t have done the same?”
“So, don’t you ask me why! I’d have damned my soul a thousand times, if it meant your return!”
It took Jericho’s death, watching his life fade before my eyes, to realize just how much I loved him. And how absolutely devastating and vulnerable the heart could be.
“There is no hell worse than being apart from you.”
“They’ll hunt you here.” In feather-light traces, he drew his fingers up my spine. “The Sentinels. Once you become cambion, they’ll have no reason to let you live. They’ll come for me, as well.”
“You and I are going to feed on each other’s wounds. We’re going to fuck until all the pain is gone. Only then can we ever be free of it.”
“My love for you will never fade. Not even when this wretched world ceases to exist and the sun dies out to an everlasting darkness. My life, my soul. It is yours eternally.”
