“That’s not possible.” I rest my forehead against hers, my eyes shutting as I brush my thumbs over her cheekbones, feeling her warm, damp skin. “There is no me without you, and I won’t stop until it’s fixed.” I gather her wet curls in my hand and stroke my fingers down her face. “Do you still love me?” She places her hand on top of mine. “I’ll always love you, Carter.”
