all i can think about is how i want to press my chest to his , my skin to his skin . you never gave up , not when the world was cruel and even i , your own mother , did n't believe in you . there are more guards on every single floor . plus we dont have to obey all the rules they do . `` you have me for the rest of your life . '' or a raccoon or some other woodland creature that got trapped in here . `` what the hell kind of husband is he ? 