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“I know you’ll be fine,” she says. “But life’s too short to be just fine.”
In very un-Jamie fashion, he slumps over, elbows on his knees, head in his hands, and rakes his fingers through his hair. “This is inconceivable.” A laugh jumps out of me. I picture the guy from The Princess Bride yelling, “Inconceivable!”
I watch Bea, tenderly holding this thorny creature, touching him fearlessly. She loves something prickly, a bit daunting to approach at first. It unravels the ever-present anxious knot in my chest, a ball of relief unspooling through my limbs. If she can love that little creature, quills and all, maybe she could— No, not love. Of course not. But perhaps . . . understand me. How rare that would be.
“My fake boyfriend isn’t supposed to ruin me for everyone else,” I whisper. Jamie’s eyes fall shut as he drops his forehead to mine. “Sometimes, Beatrice, I want to ruin you for everyone else.”

