Tiki spoke almost too quickly, a twang of pain swelled in his chest. “I don’t regret a moment we spent together. I wish I did. But I don’t . . . And if you think this thing between us has ended, then you know nothing about me, yeah,”
“That’s the thing. I don’t want you to come back for me, because every time I’m with you, something feels wrong inside of me, like being with you is forbidden somehow, like destiny wants us apart,” said May, and she believed what she said to be true too, although she didn’t like it one bit.
“Then I promise to fight destiny just to be with you. I shall fight the goddesses themselves if it comes to that. I shall fight every particular thing that ever comes between us,” croaked Tiki, he could feel emotions pouring through him.