“Stay with me.” “We’re married,” she whispered. “Of course I’ll stay.” “You could decide to leave me.” “I won’t.” “Promise me.” “I have promised. I do promise.”
“Go to sleep now and rest. Our job is done. You kept your promise, and I kept mine...”
“All I want is your promise to stay with me, to be mine. Sometimes it feels like you can't possibly be real. Promise me you'll stay.”"Por supuesto. I promise.”
“Will you stay? I think I'd sleep better if you stayed here tonight. Then we could miss them together.”
“The promises you make on your mother’s deathbed are promises that are absolute; they’re titanium. There’s no way you’re breaking them. I promised my mother that I would take care of my brother. That I would look after him. I kept my word. I did it the best way I could. By leaving.”