Chapter Nine
Theo
None of this mattered. None of it. She'd die in a matter of hours, and I'd be alone.
But, then again, it did. Every breath in this room was the most important I'd ever take.
My heart strained, ran away when she cut those dark eyes at me again.
I would welcome the centuries of pain that followed her passing, only so I'd never forget. My eyes fell to her neck. Not that one could forget a piece of your heart and soul missing. Or a future that both had and would never exist.
“So, about this date.” She stepped off the platform and nestled against me. Gods, why did she have to be so perfect? So bold and timid, too.
I slid my arm around her waist again and held her tight. She fit so perfectly against me. “Whenever you're ready.”
“Oh, I was born ready.” She looked around
