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“And you think that is enough?”
“I cannotmakeher love me, you idiot! Love is a choice, and she has not chosen me.”
There was silence, and then I heard Naeve’s sharp inhale.
“Well, we have finally made progress.”
I stared at her, confused.
“What are you talking about?”
“If love is a choice, then you can choose it too,” she said.
“She is supposed to fall in love with me, Naeve, or have you forgotten?”
She shook her head. “You have one day to live however you desire before you forget yourself forever. How do you wish to spend it?”
I was silent.
“How?” she demanded.
I growled, my teeth clenched together as I answered, “With her, you frustrating thing! I would spend it with her!”
As those words left me, I suddenly felt exhausted.
“She makes me feel like it won’t matter if I have a name or not. So long as I know her, I will know myself.”
A choked cry erupted in the silence, and I looked toward the mirror.
“Are you…crying?” I asked.
“Of course not,” he said, voice quivering. “I am only a mirror.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Perhaps instead of worrying over whether she loves you, you can spend these last few days loving her.”
“What if she doesn’t want it?” I asked.
“She seemed accepting from my vantage point,” said the mirror.
I scowled. “Could you…notfor once in your life?”
“It is not as if I have a choice. I am only…”
“If you say ‘only a mirror’ one more time,” I warned, the words slipping through my teeth.
“Focus!” Naeve snapped. She lifted her hand as if she were going to slap me, and I bared my teeth. “Don’t let this woman forget you, Casamir, even when you do not know your name.”
I looked at her and then at my hands. “What should I do then?”
“May I once again suggest a picnic,” said the mirror.
Chapter Twenty
A Pleasant Picnic
U, I, A, S,N.
