"Wh-what?"

He shakes his head and runs his hand through his hair. There are tears in his eyes as he looks at me.

"At first, I kept asking myself why I wanted to protect you in the first place. Your brother killed my mother, after all. I was telling myself that it was just because you really had nothing to do with it, despite being related to him, but...b-but when they found us and sent us back, I...I was worried about you. So, so worried. And I...I..."

"You what, Ringo?" I whisper.

"I love you. God damn it, I love you."

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