He could keep his late-night regret.He didn't love me. Not really.And I sure as hell didn't need his pity.Johan went quiet.After a long moment, he said softly, "Yara... I'm the one who can't live without you.""Oh."I nodded and kept petting Blackie.Maybe I was too calm. He suddenly lifted my chin, making me look at him."I'm saying I love you."He looked dead serious, like he was making some sacred vow.I couldn't help laughing."How much is your love worth?"I brushed his hand away and lazily stroked Blackie."If you'd said that in year one, I would've lost my mind from happiness."In year three, I still would've run back to you with every stupid feeling I'd been holding in."Even in year five, I probably would've loved you like an idiot."But Johan... this is year seven."I watched the color drain from his face. "For seven years, I stayed by your side. I measured every word, handled everything myself, and gave you every ounce of love I had. Now I'm tired. Your
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