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“I have to protect myself, Declan.” “What if I want to be the one who protects you?”
“I can’t promise I’m never going to hurt you. I can’t promise I’m going to be perfect. I can’t promise I’m going to know how to navigate this or that my decisions will always align with yours. I can’t promise you’re not going to hate
me at times”—he lowered his mouth, pressing our noses together—“or that I won’t lose my patience, making you want to kill me.” As he pulled away a few inches, his thumb brushed my bottom lip. “But here’s what I can promise you. You’re going to get all of me. I’ll be honest with you even if the words I speak aren’t the ones you want to hear.”

