"Promise me you'll stay forever."
"And if I don't?" He whispered, brushing back the few loose strands of hair falling in front of my face.
"Then I'll have nothing to live for."
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"Tell me to stay and I will."
He thinks for a long moment. If we were meant to stay in one place forever, we'd have roots rather than legs.
"I think you should go," he says finally.