“I left you unexpectedly,” he frowns. “I will never love again the way I was able to love you; you will be it for me.”
Tears prick my eyes. I reach for his hand, and he sits upright, facing me, our fingers intertwined.
“You have a lot of life left to live,” he says softly, looking at our hands. “You will find love again, as do most people who lose someone. You will build a life with this person; a life you can never have with me.” He looks into my eyes. “It’s very rare for a person to pass then choose to spend eternity with their first love, Guardian or not. People usually choose to spend eternity with the one they are the most tied to; the one they have the most memories with.”
“I have the most memories with you,” I reassure him.
“For now. But that’s what I meant with the questions before. Do you think you’re going to be able to live a long, full life alone? Unable to tie yourself to anyone else? No partner, no kids – waiting for me? I don’t think so.”
The idea of falling in love with someone else is absurd. “I’m not going to find anyone else.”
James shakes his head, frustrated. “Emma, you can’t know that.”
“I’m not going to have this fight with you,” I say calmly. “There is a way for us to be together one day.” I lean forward, so we’re nearly nose to nose. “I will choose you.”
James’ face softens slightly as he gives me a sad smile.
“What is it?”
“I’m not going to lie. I love hearing you say that.”
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