“Promise you’ll stay here with me?” I say.
“I promise,” he whispers.”
“Promise me we’ll stay together, okay?” His eyes are once again the clear blue of a perfectly transparent pool. They are eyes to swim in, to float in, forever. “You and me.”
“I promise,” I say.
Tumblr user iparis-wings made this edit. If you read Before I Fall, did you notice this parallel with Pandemonium?