“No, you don’t know, Amelia.” I turn her around so she’s sitting on my lap, her legs around me. I need to be looking into her eyes when I say this. I need her to know how much I mean it. “Baby, I have never been so fucking scared in my entire life. The thought that I might never see you again. God, I’m so sorry I pushed you away. I’m sorry that I thought for a single second that I wasn’t what you needed, mi rosa. I was scared of how much I loved you. Scared of how much I needed you too.”
