“You can have this heart to break,” he said softly, devoutly, surrendering everything to her – his dignity, his control, his very soul – “if there’s even the smallest chance you might want it someday. Because here is what I know: even if you can’t ever give me yours, mine already belongs to you.”

“You can have this heart to break,” he said softly, devoutly, surrendering everything to her – his dignity, his control, his very soul – “if there’s even the smallest chance you might want it someday. Because here is what I know: even if you can’t ever give me yours, mine already belongs to you.”

— Katy Regnery