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To be wanted, to be desired like this, it was powerful.
“I love you,” he told me, his eyes searching mine. “I love you, and I don’t ever want to be apart from you like that again. Like living without my heart,” he whispered. “Trust me with yours, golden girl, because you’ve already got mine.”
It was the love that bound all those things together. It was him. His imperfections and mine, too. We’d managed to carve something beautiful out of the messes that brought us together.
“Parker,” she said, “I vow to choose you every day, not because I have to, but because I want to. I will stand by your side while you face the world and listen to you when you speak. I promise to join your laughter with my own, and when you can't look on the bright side, I will sit with you in the dark.” Her voice trembled, a single tear sliding down her cheek. I squeezed her hand, and she pulled in a shaky breath. “I vow to honor, respect, and cherish you in sickness and health, through sorrows and success, as long as I draw breath.”
“Anya,” I said, “I promise to be faithful and supportive and to always make you, make our family's love and happiness my priority. I vow to have the patience that love demands, to speak when words are needed, and to sit in the silence when they are not. I will be yours in plenty and in want, in sickness and in health, in failure and in triumph. I will dream with you, celebrate with you, and walk beside you through whatever our lives may bring. I pledge my love, devotion, faith, and honor as I pledge my life to yours. You are my person—my love and my life, today and always.”
