“I’ll do anything, Goldie,” he whispers to me. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” “Oh my god, you crazy man, I love you too,” I whisper back. This is real. He’s here. Squeezing me tighter while his breath whooshes out of him. “You don’t have to say it just because I did. You don’t have to love me back. But I had to tell you. You deserve to know.”
