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I felt his other hand sear hot against my cheek. He bent his head, and in a voice that Jack couldn’t hear, said, When you came down the stairs, and fell into me, that was the moment. Then his lips pressed against mine.
I'd rather die on my own terms than live on theirs. I'd rather die loving Alex than live without him.
This is what I want. This is the only thing I've ever wanted. Everything else—every single second of every single day that has come before this very moment, this kiss—has meant nothing.
He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world.