he reaches above me, scrawling a message across the mirror. I’d marry you over and over again, every day for the rest of my life. “Watch over my wife until I’ve got her in my arms again.” “Oh, Cara,” she murmurs as he disappears. “That man is head over heels for you. It’s rare in life that you find someone so in tune with you, who loves you exactly the way you need to be loved. And you’ve found it.” “I’m one of the lucky ones.”
