I smile like a crazy woman into our next kiss. That’s how it hits me.
When you’ve found the man who takes your light, who spins it into something beautiful, a thousand lifetimes isn’t nearly enough. The heat death of the universe will happen before our love goes cold.
We’re destined to last until forever loses its meaning and just is.
There’s no beginning or end when there’s just us. There can’t be.
Because Marshal Howard is fate, and now he’s part of who I am, who I was, and who I’ll always be.