Chapter 54: fifty four

"You want me to be completely honest? I, always, have been terrified of love. To slow dance with bliss and the prevailing chance of complete misery. Knowing that it will either save me or it will cripple me. For if there is one thing beautiful in this crumbling world: It is love. The curling of souls. But god, if there is one thing horrific in, too, then it is surely loving something with your entirety, only to have it all vanish away with a hint of a second."