If there’s no goal and no desire to live, just do your job. Clench your teeth, wipe away your tears, and go on yet another impossible assignment. Play without rules, find answers, break stereotypes—and maybe you’ll forget that it hurts to breathe without him.
If she became your breath… if for her you’re ready for everything… then go after the one who lies even to herself. Grip the blade, take control of your rage, and remember: love is sometimes more terrifying than hate—it can destroy everything in its path.
But sometimes love is the only thing you have.