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"But sometimes it's about what you want to do, not what you have to."
"Break my heart, break it a thousand times if you like, it was only ever yours to break anyway"
"But with his eyes right there, staring so deeply into mine, it was easy to dismiss that. I could forget about everything surrounding us when he looked at me like that. And so I did. I fell into Maxon's arms, holding him tightly. There was no place in the world I wanted to be more."
"Hell, my dear," he whispers.
"Don't start," I warn in return, and we're both left smiling. He holds my hands as if they're the only things pinning him to earth and i focus on that as i prepare myself for the words coming, the promises I'll never break. It's magical really, the power this day has.
But even now I know this isn't a fairy tale. I know that we'll have hard times. I know that things won't happen the way we want them to and that we'll have to work hard to remember that we chose this. It won't be perfect, not all the time. This isn't a happily ever after. It's so much more than that. -America S.
"Break my heart, break it a thousand times if you like, it was only ever your to break anyway
Break my heart.
Break it a thousand times if you like.
It was only ever yours to break anyway.
I pointed towards the thrones.
America: "Go faithful subject, and pay your dept to the king."
Immediately, he stopped kissing me, pulling back to look at me.
America: "What?" I whispered, terrified to break this moment.
Maxon: " Does it . . . does it repulse you?"
America: "What do you mean?"
Maxon: "My back?"
I ran a hand down his cheek, staring directly into his eyes, wanting to leave him with no doubt about how I felt.
America: "Maxon, Some of those marks are on your back so they wouldn't be on mine, and I love you for them."
He stopped breathing for a second.
Maxon: "What did you say?"
America: "I love you."
Maxon: "One more time please? I just-"
I took his face in both of my hands.
America: "Maxon Schreave, I love you. I love you."
Maxon: "And I love you, America Singer. With all that I am, I love you."
Maxon: He sighed contentedly."How are you feeling, my dear?"
America: "I feel like punching you for calling me 'my dear' mostly." I poked his stomach.
Maxon: "Smiling, he crawled to sit over me. "Fine then. My darling? My Pet? My Love?"
America: "Any of those would work, so long as you've reserved it solely for me," I said, my hands mindlessly wandering his chest, his arms. "What am I supposed to call you?"
Maxon: Your Royal Husbandess. It's required by law, I'm afraid."
Maxon: " Look at Me, America."
I blinked a few times and pulled my gaze up to his eyes. Through the pain, he smiled at me.
Maxon: "Break my Heart. Break it a thousand times if you like. It was only ever yours to break anyway."
America: "Shhh," I urged.
Maxon: "I'll love you until my very last breath. Every beat of my heart is yours. I don't want to die without you knowing that."
I curled my legs to my chest and rested my head against the door.
"If you live, " I whispered, "I'll let you call me your dear. I won't complain I promise."
And then I was left to wait.
“And why would I when, for as far as we’ve come, he could still push me out? While I’m humiliated over and over again, and you stand by? That’s not love, Maxon. You don’t even know what love is.”
“The hell I don’t! Do you have any idea what I’ve been through—”
“Maxon, you were the one who said you wanted to stop arguing. So stop giving me reasons to argue with you!”