I had no clue how we were going to work this out, but it didn’t matter. The day was coming when I was going to claim Sylvie as mine, if she would have me. My whole life had been a series of setting my wants and needs to the side to take care of everyone else. If I could survive a lifetime of that, I would survive this. If she didn’t want me, I would learn to patch the gaping, Sylvie-size hole in my chest for the sake of her happiness.
