“Forever," he whispers. "I'm yours.”
“I love you, Miracle," he whispered. "You're mine," he said, inching his way forward a bit more, "and i'm yours," he added, moving further in. "Forever.”
“Juliette," he whispers, and I realize just how close he is. I'm not sure why I haven't evaporated into nothingness. "It's been me and you against the world forever," he says.”
“I'm forever yours, temporarily.”
“Even if this is a dream,” he whispered, “I'm not.”
“I press my forehead against hers. "I'm so glad you showed up," I whisper. "You changed my life forever that night.”