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I love him

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“But there might be a way for me to live.”

“I’m open to anything at this point.” She said, relief flooding through her. Maybe they did have a chance after all. Maybe they could develop an actual relationship.

He continued. “The only exception to the helmet rule is that I can travel my face to my wife and children.”

That sent her into a full-blown panic. “The kid’s not strong enough to heal you on his own.” He has already stopped a wall of fire from engulfing them entirely in flames with his ‘magic hand thing’.

Din sighed.

“Cara, will you marry me?”

He sounded genuine but didn’t he understand the depth of this time?

Cara was thoroughly confused. “Not the time, dumbass. You’re dying!” It was surprising, even to her, the sharpness of her tone.

He responded to that as if she was stupid. And after his next words, she saw why.

“But my wife can see my face. Cara, I fell for you the moment I saw you and I’d be willing to do this. It only takes a few sentences from each of us to be official, but I’m willing to teach you, if you want. But you don’t have to if you’re not ready.”

Cara might’ve answered him a little too eagerly. “Teach me.”

Cara could feel him looking at her.

“You know you can’t go back on this decision. It’s not allowed,” he warned her.

She looked at him. “I’d never regret this decision. Ever. I’d never regret anything I do for you.”

“You sure?” He asked, a little overly cautious.

Getting a little frustrated, she responded, “Yes, I’m sure. I love you and all, but you’re getting on my nerves.”

Cara herself was honestly surprised about how open she was being with him. It wasn’t something she usually did. Normally, she would keep everything to herself so that no one could use what she said against her.

“Okay then, repeat after me,” he said, obvious he was giving her one last chance to back out of it.

Cara nodded intently. “Ready.”

“Mhi solus tome.” He said, slowly so that she was able to follow.

She parroted him perfectly. “Mhi solus tome.”

“Mhi solus dar’tome.” He said next.

“Mhi solus dar’tome.” Cara echoed.

“Mhi me’dinui an.”

“Mhi me’dinui an.”

“Mhi ba’juri verde.” he finished.

“Mhi ba’juri verde.”

There was just dead silence.

“Is that it?” she asked, hoping she hadn’t done something wrong.

His response was so simple, yet so complex. It was not the one she had been expecting.

He reached up to his helmet slowly.

There was a hissing sound a second after he reached the helmet.

Then, he slowly lifted the helmet off his head. He slid it off slowly, revealing his face a few inches at a time.

When she could fully see his face, her breath caught in her throat.

For more than one reason.