Without hesitation, I answer, “Yes. She’s worth every drop of blood on this fucking planet.” Intense heartache bursts through me like wildfire, destroying my sanity as it burns. I shake my head and stagger a step back. “She’s worth everything.” I suck in desperate breaths of air, then look to Luca for help. “I’m not going to survive without Rosalie. Christ, Luca, I love her. I can’t face a day without her.”
