It took everything in me to walk away. To leave them there like that, all quiet and peaceful. Lucien, all curled up and breathing slow. Rosie, watching me with those sad blue eyes of hers, as if she could will me back into bed.
I nearly threw it all away in that moment. Never have I been so tempted to just fuck it all, shed my clothes, climb in right next to them and let everything burn. To hell with it all. Let them have everything else, everything I've ever built. Let them fight like animals. They can have everything, just don't take them away from me.
I hated that they used this weakness of mine like a lever. As if my love was a crime. Like I was some monster that needed to be caged and controlled. It wasn't like I had asked to be born with this disease, after all.
