“If you were mine, I would never let you go.”
“How can he do this? If you were mine, I would fight to keep you. I would die, before I let you go.”
“You are mine, Madison. You’ve always been mine. You just didn’t know it and neither did I, but you’re mine, sweetheart, all mine and I’m never going to let you go.”
“We feel encouraged to go further with our instincts, not to change ourselves for love. If I were yours and you were mine, I would want you to be exactly as you are. I would never eclipse you with my desires.”
“If you were truly mine, I would never share you.”“Possessive, are you?”“Extremely.”
“I’m sorry I fought you, Mace,” I whispered. “But now that you’re mine again, I’m never going to let you go.”