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Marius’? 

It’s not as if it was discussed and planned in advance. I was falling apart. He found me and took me in. 

It was the idea that made the most sense.

I fear what the alternative could be if you had been left, broken and maddened, wandering without any destination or consideration for your own well-being.  Bringing you into my home, under my care, was the right thing to do.  I refuse to believe otherwise.

Plus, at the time, I firmly believed in my heart that it was what he would have wanted.  That in his absence you wouldn’t face the rest of an eternity (or as little as a year, destructive as you were) alone.  I was happy to do it.  In your company, in your adopted mannerisms, it allowed me to see bits of him again peeking through. (Deny what you will of your commonalities.  You are both too deep in the skin of the other for there not to be shared traits anymore.)

It patched a void in my own aching heart.  I would do it again without hesitation.