Page 61 of Awake

Her choice. Always her choice.

But my devotion? My obsession? My absolute refusal to let anyone harm what's mine?

That's my choice.

And now we have a daughter who will grow up knowing that love can be consuming and fierce and absolute. Who will learn that sometimes the monster is the hero, and the hero is the monster, and the only thing that matters is the choice you make about who you want to be.

This is what sixty years of obsession looks like. This is what it means to love something so completely that you'd rather die than let it go.

And I wouldn't change a single moment.

Not even the knife fights.

Especially not the knife fights.