“We face tomorrow together, Love,” Sorin said quietly into the stillness of the room. The sun had long since set, and the only light was from a few flickering orbs Scarlett had glowing above them. “It will be different. Without…” “I know, Scarlett.” “Everything is different,” she murmured. “Nothing stays the same, Love. You will watch many things come and go in your immortal years.” She was running a finger along the keys. “But you and I?” “Will only fall more in love.” She lifted her head and rolled her eyes as she muttered, “Shut up.”
