“And I promise I will never hurt you.” Her eyes dropped. “Look at me.” Her eyes instantly obeyed me. “I promise I will be faithful to you. I promise I will be honest with you. I promise I will protect you. I will be the best husband there ever was—if you give me a chance.” I spoke my vows to her in that café instead of in the church, but it felt better this way, just the two of us, both broken. Her eyes dropped to her coffee. “I promise you.”
