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"Clarke." Bellamy said, his voice straining from the knot that had begun to form in his chest.
"No." Clarke shook her head, willing away the tears that had begun to sting her eyes. "Don't do that. Just promise me, okay?" She managed to finally meet his gaze again,
which was a terrible mistake; Bellamy's steely gaze sent shutters throughout her body, she could feel the pain radiating off of him in waves that seemed to stuff out the oxygen
all around her. It was only when he reached out his shaking hand to touch her cheek that she was able to gasp for air.
Bellamy seemed to be struggling for air himself as he sucked in a raspy breath.
"I'd do anything for you Clarke, you know that right?" He finally spoke up. Clarke's body shuttered as Bellamy moved closer, his hand still planted gently on her cheek. His lips were
just inches from hers now and she couldn't help but steal a glance at them.
"But you're asking me to prepare for a life without you in it, and that's just something I'll never be able to do," He admitted firmly as he moved his thumb to softly caress her lips.
"Not even for you."