Chase away sorrow by living
Trust your instincts, trust your judgment.
He'd given her his vow: to take care of her, to keep her from hurt or pain, from wanting for anything. Her leaving didn't negate his promises; they weren't conditional.
Love makes you foolish. It makes you throw every bit of logic away, do stupid things, dangerous things.
They've been stealing mortals away for centuries, but they can't have you.
She turned so they were face-to-face and gave him back the words he'd offered her their first night together: "I survived. Isn't that what matters?