... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. “I don't want to leave you,” he said humbly, reaching for her cold, stiff hands.

Emma lowered her head, her tears falling freely. “I'll never see you again, will I?”

He shook his head. “Not in this lifetime,” he said hoarsely.

She pulled her hands away and wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt her wet lashes brush his cheek. “Then I'll wait a hundred years,” she whispered. “Or a thousand, if I must. Remember that, Nikki. I'll be waiting for you to come to me.

Author: Lisa Kleypas

... He didn't know how to say good-bye. His throat ached from the strain of holding back his emotions. “I don't want to leave you,” he said humbly, reaching for her cold, stiff hands.<br /><br />Emma lowered her head, her tears falling freely. “I'll never see you again, will I?”<br /><br />He shook his head. “Not in this lifetime,” he said hoarsely.<br /><br />She pulled her hands away and wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt her wet lashes brush his cheek. “Then I'll wait a hundred years,” she whispered. “Or a thousand, if I must. Remember that, Nikki. I'll be waiting for you to come to me. - Lisa Kleypas

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