Guilt.

We’re in this together, right?” he whispers. “You and me? You want to be here, yeah?” There’s guilt in his questions.
“Yes,” I reply. “I chose this.”
Day pulls me close enough for our noses to touch. “I love you.”

~Prodigy by: Marie Lu

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