“You’re both,” I replied. “And neither. You’re my damnation and salvation. Because you didn’t save me. I wasn’t looking to be saved. But you gave me life. A home in the darkness. And in my opinion, that’s better than any happy ever after anyone could ever get.”
He pulled me into a savage kiss, proving for hours, and years, to come that he was in no way a hero. And that he was. My hero and my villain. My damnation and salvation.
And I was totally down with that.
The End