I ducked my head, rubbing the heel of my hand into an aching spot on my chest. My eyes flitted up, and I saw that Carter was doing the exact same thing. I knew at that moment. I knew he felt whatever I felt.
He was control to her chaos; she was levity to his seriousness.
True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.
“This is dangerous. You understand that, right? This could kill us both.” I closed my eyes and nodded, the tears falling on my cheeks. With his love or without it, either way I was inviting death.
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