[ the words are so soft, so quiet, and so utterly meant they should be whispered for they are precious, so precious, and they would be stolen from her if she let them get away from her. They will run free like a mad bird and the world did such terrible acts to free things. ]

I would let him kill me before I ever did, and I would tell him with my last breath I was happier to know I had never hurt him. He knows that.