"Yes, I understand," Poppy said. She could hear the mounting hysteria in her own voice. "But it that what you came here to say? Do you want to kill me?"
His fingers tightened painfully, "No! I want to save you." Then he let out a breath and repeated it more quietly, but with no less intensity. "I want to save you, Poppy."
Poppy spent a few moments just getting air in and out of her lungs. It was hard to do it without dissolving into sobs. "Well, you can't," She said at last. "Nobody can."
"That's where you're wrong." Slowly he released her wrist and gripped the bed rail instead. "Poppy, there's something I've got to tell you. Something about me."
Okay so maybe it's a bit more than a quote...maybe a passage...have fun....
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