Consequences? What was he talking about? “That’s because there aren’t any consequences…”
“Breaking someone?” He immediately shook his head. “Hurting someone? Those are consequences. It’s easy to get caught up in your own emotions. But I never realized how much love could hurt the other person.”
“Well those things don’t happen in true love.”
He just stared at me.
“They don’t happen to us. Because no matter what struggles we face we have each other.”
He shook his head.
For some reason I found myself mimicking his actions. “No? Is that what you’re saying? No?”
He just kept shaking his head.
“Well, I don’t accept that. I’ve seen a horrible reality in which we didn’t become an us. I’m not going back to that. You fought so hard for me to remember. And I remember everything. Every little
