My lips parted in denial of that insane claim, but there was something about the power of that vow which stopped any protest I may have made in its tracks and made me do something unthinkable instead. I took her scarred hand and placed it over my heart, against my bare skin, dropping my forehead to press against hers as I let her feel that unending grief in me too, let her feel how deeply I shared in her pain. “Then I offer myself to you,” I swore in a low and steady voice, whispering my next words because they felt so important. “In any way that I can be of service to you in fulfilling that
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WOW IM SOBBING
