My lips part, wanting to tell him a story, wanting to kiss him more than I want to breathe

I’m memorizing what takes me away. What saves me.

The idea that I could lose her again… it’s unbearable.

I close my eyes and think about the only thing that makes life worth the trials: Emma Kingsley, her sweet smile, and the laugh that make me believe in a future.

You taste like mine.

See, this is the thing.” He leans closer. “Me kissing you, you disappearing, that’s my nightmare.