“If you want to die, let me kill you,” he groans. “Knowing it will destroy all of me that matters. Knowing that for any world I try to give you, you are the borders and the heart of mine. You are everything…” He shudders. “You are my gravity,” he says, his voice a near-growl. “You are my sky, my fucking ocean, my moon, my air. You’re my religion. You’re what I reach for, don’t…”
