“Did we die?” she whispered. “No, beautiful,” I said heavily, emotion burning a hole in my chest. “We’re still here.” I feared she might be sad about that, like she’d given up on the world, but then a small smile lifted the corner of her lips and I twitched one back in return. “Thank fuck,” I breathed, my heart rate levelling out and the Death bond releasing its grip on me. There was fight in us yet.
