“I’m right here,” I whispered, trying to comfort her. I wasn’t sure if it would help, but I needed her to know I wouldn’t let her go anywhere. Instinctively, I wanted to protect her. Keep her safe. She was to be my wife. But was it becoming more than just that? I still hadn’t processed my feelings, but I couldn’t ignore the way my heart had sunk when I saw her drowning. I never wanted to let her go again.
