His bright eyes dance over my features, a softness I’ve never seen etched in every corner of his. “Because for me, sweetheart, it’s always been you. And when I didn’t think I’d have you, I needed the reminder. I wanted to look out this window and remember all the things you made me feel.” Twice, I try to speak, try to articulate the way his words sink into my bloodstream and light me on fire with emotions I’ve only seen depicted in movies. But I can’t, and luckily I don’t have to. He leans closer, running his thumb over my cheek. “I am yours. Wholly and truly. Not a day has passed since I
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