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I’m falling in love with you, she wanted to say into their clasped hands. Do you mind awfully?
“Is this what love feels like?” he whispered to her. “I don’t like it, my Beth. It hurts too much.”
If Ian had “calmed,” it was because he’d realized that if he suppressed his rages and abrupt speeches, he’d be left alone. He’d learned to become an automaton, a clockwork boy that moved and talked in a certain way.
“Because when I look at you, I forget everything. I lose all track of what I’m saying or doing. I can see only your eyes.”
“I never understood before. It’s like fear and hope, both warm and cold. All mixed together.”
