I turned to Carl, whose eyes were still as cold as ever, probably a little too cold for someone who had just said those words. It didn't matter that crazy butterflies had erupted in my stomach, or that my heart felt so at peace like I was in the arms of someone who loves me, or that it just felt so sincere, the way he had said it, but I felt this almost sickening fear. Beneath the butterflies and the calm, there was this voice, this premonition that asked me to rethink his words again.
"Let me ruin you for everyone else."
If I let him, and...some day, one day, it just doesn't work out...will I be able to pick up the pieces of my ruins and put myself together again?
Carl took in a deep breath that snapped me out of my trance. "I am going down. A bell boy will be waiting for you."
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