“It has been, is, and will always be you. And fuck, if that hasn’t complicated my life enough already.” “Then let me simplify it for you. I don’t want you, Rain!” I shouted at him, grateful no one would hear me over the storm. Grateful that if the angry, hot tears spilled from my eyes, they’d be lost in the rain on my face. He leaned closer and spoke quietly into my ear. “Kingdoms and years and utter devastation.” “What does that even mean?” I pushed him back to look at his face. “It means I’ll wait.”
