Argh. Oh my god, you really do know how to rip out our hearts and stomp them into the mud, don't you? The image of their confrontation, of Adam holding the blade of their sword, blood on his hands; it's beautiful and utterly heartbreaking.


"I tried not loving you,” I say. “I really did. But you're inside me, like a second pulse beating in my heart."

"I wish you'd told me before."

"Would it have made a difference?"

"I don't know." You sound so lost. "We wouldn't be this."

Painful and lovely. I'd make a comment about zombie!Ando, but my heart's too broken.