Page 209 of The Curse of Gods
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“You are…” Aya couldn’t find a word to describe what he was to her. Tears spilled down her cheeks as joy, warm and full, expanded through her chest. “Everything,” she settled on.
It still wasn’t enough.
But Will answered with a tender smile as he leaned his forehead against hers, his thumb brushing the tears from her cheek.
“Come on, Aya love,” he murmured, his head drawing back and his steps steady as he slowly guided her toward their home.
Theirhome.
Will squeezed her hand, his fingers pressing against her scar as he made one final request.
“Rest with me.”
THE END
