“You die, I die too,” I murmur gruffly into his hair, barely more than a whisper tearing itself from my throat. “I go where you go, River. That’s what forever means.” And I know in that moment, I mean every word. I’d walk through hell just to find him and pull him back out the other side. Barter my soul to a God I don’t believe in to keep him safe. “I love you.”
