This is real, and it's their own. They're alive. They won.
Tomorrow is theirs, and the day after, and the day after that, and... He can scarcely believe it. He feels whole for the first time, even with all the bandages and the blood loss. A fog has lifted, literally and figuratively, with Mara's departure.]
I can't imagine not wanting you. I can't imagine not loving you. [Even at the deepest depths of his hatred, his anger in his past life, he knows he still loved the other. That was what made it so destructive and potent. And tragic.]
... Can you tell me what happened?
I wasn't sleeping well. Venti went to get something. I can remember a little, but it's distorted. Like watching someone else's life happen underwater from a bad angle.
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He keeps repeating it in his head.
This is real, and it's their own. They're alive. They won.
Tomorrow is theirs, and the day after, and the day after that, and... He can scarcely believe it. He feels whole for the first time, even with all the bandages and the blood loss. A fog has lifted, literally and figuratively, with Mara's departure.]
I can't imagine not wanting you. I can't imagine not loving you. [Even at the deepest depths of his hatred, his anger in his past life, he knows he still loved the other. That was what made it so destructive and potent. And tragic.]
... Can you tell me what happened?
I wasn't sleeping well. Venti went to get something. I can remember a little, but it's distorted. Like watching someone else's life happen underwater from a bad angle.