The Return

"Monster." The word came out slow and slurred, I watched as his lips curled into a smile. I couldn't find my tongue. His cackle was deep, and reverberated through my soul. I felt the fragments of myself falling farther away. "And to think, I actually loved you."
no, I thought. My chest felt too small, my body too big, my hands numb. I begged for it to not be real, begged for myself not to feel. But he was here, and I was too.
"This is not you-"
"Wrong," He held up a hand stopping me. "This is me, and you are you. and we are us." His finger hooked under my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. His face was unreadable. "And now you must die." I closed my eyes awaiting my fate. I had loved, I had lived, and though I may not have completed everything on Magnus and I's list, what we made was enough. What we made was pure and beautiful. And I'll take that, over anything.