“I would die for you, do you know that?” His eyes glimmered with emotion, those long pupils flickering. “I hate what you have gone through for me. I hate that you walked away from everything you knew for me. But I am weak, because I cannot bring myself to regret any of it.” He kissed me once, gently. “You are my greatest weakness—not my true name, or any compulsion I can be put under. But you are the one I gladly carry. I would do anything for you, just as you have done everything for me.”
