You stared at Ramsay, trying to find the words as your mouth became dry and your throat tightened.
"Why... why didn't you tell me?" You whispered in a cracking voice.
"Why did it matter? You said it, there is no happiness for us. I'm a dying monster and you're the key to fixing the world's current problem." Ramsay said, pulling his belt from his discarded pants and sliding it through the loops of his new pants.
"No. I will keep you from dying!" You said forcefully. "I love you, Ramsay. I know I shouldn't and I'm probably a horrible person for being attracted to you in the first place, but I will not let you die on me."
Ramsay made an impatient movement with his hand, but said nothing as he glanced out the window.
You set the cup of tea on the table and threw the blankets off. In one q
