“You can scream, angel. I love the sound of my name coming from your lips, especially while I’m occupied with these ones.”

“Am I supposed to be your submissive?”…He chuckled good-naturedly. “Submissive? I’m sorry to disappoint you my angel, but I don’t run with that crowd. Perhaps you’ll submit to me tonight, but after that, I’ll be the one submitting to you.”

“I could never forget your voice. You sound like an angel who’s gotten her wings dirty.”

“But when it comes to life or love, I choose life. I’m here right now, ready to live and love another day. I could never regret that. I’m glad you didn’t love me. You gave me my life by doing so.”

“I once told you to leave and not to love me,” he cried out, muffled. “I’m taking all of that back. Not because I deserve it or because I’m worthy of your love. But because I need it like the air I breathe. I need you. I need you to believe in me. I need your love to make me feel like I can be redeemed.”

“I hate you, Ellie Watt," he whispered, lips coming closer to mine, "because I still love you after all these years.”

“I love you,” he whispered. “From now until the end, under any name you choose.”