"I love you, Cosette Blac, and that will never change."
Cosette had her eyes closed, listening to Maxen's soothing voice. She smiled at his last remarks, holding his hand that was cupping her cheeks.
"You didn't save the world in your previous life, but ruined it," she humored, but it was more like a reminder to her she wouldn't allow him to self-destruct again. "Max, you don't need to ask me repeatedly if I love you. Just look into my eyes and see who is the tenant in my heart."
Cosette drew her head back to look him in the eye. Maxen stared into them, seeing the person those eyes were mirroring.
"It's you," she said. "Can you see him?"
"Are you always this romantic?" he quipped. "I felt butterflies in my stomach. Strange."
Cosette broke out in laughter. "I am born romantic!" she intoned, grinning until her teeth were showing.
"Really?" he scrunched his nose up, looking at her with narrowed eyes.
