I don’t want to do this without you,” I whisper.He leans back. “Who said you’re going to do anything without me?
You eat like a caveman.""No, I don't," he says angrily. And then, a moment later: "Do I?"Warner to Kenji
I'm an hourglass. My seventeen years have collapsed and buried me from the inside out. My legs feel full of sand and stapled together, my mind overflowing with grains of indecision, choices unmade and impatient as time runs out of my body.
His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him.In seventeen years no one has said my name like that
I love you, Ella. I will love you for the rest of my life. My heart is yours. Please don't ever give it back to me.- Warner
I touch the tip of my finger to his lips. "There are secrets in here," I say. "I want them out."He tries to bite my finger.I steal it back.
His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, "I think," he says, "my heart is going to explode," and I wish, more than ever, that I knew how to capture moments like these and revisit them forever.Because this.This is everything.
