“Shh, baby, no.” He swallows hard, shaking his head. “Don’t be sorry. Never be sorry. You just had to find your way back.” His eyes close. “I thought I lost you. Are you mine?” he worries, his voice lower than a trembling whisper. “Please … say you’re mine.” I nod rapidly, my hands gliding along his face. “Always. Forever.” A harsh breath pushes past his lips, and he shakes. “Say it.” My eyes pop open, locking with his as I grip and hold him still, whispering, “I swear.”

