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She is my mystery, my question, and answer, my wife, my reason for wanting a forever. From the minute she approached me at that crowded bar, I knew half of that truth.
As I close my eyes, one thought runs through my head, felt with the deepest conviction. I’m going to love you, Katy Scott.
I need you to know that you are part of me now, the most precious thing in my life.”
When I breathe my last breath, your name will be on my lips. I need you to know that—for you to know how incredible you really are. In another lifetime, I know we’d have been perfect together,
“Run far and fast, dance that sexy dance, have that second baby. Smile, Scottie. Lighten up, tell jokes, live a long and happy life, for me.”
People use up all their sympathy and understanding in the first few days and weeks, and then they move on. They expect you to do the same. Suddenly your sadness makes everyone else uncomfortable, so you hide it. You hide it deep inside and let it eat away at you.
“Why is it we always give our hearts away to the person most likely to break it?
It shouldn’t be this hard to love someone so much.
We are perfect, and we are impossible. I can’t ask her to leave them, and I won’t. If it had been just Gavin, maybe. No, definitely. I’d drop to my hands and knees, and I’d beg. But, Noah needs his mother, so I simply nod my head in understanding. But I don’t—I don’t understand at all. Love is supposed to be enough. It’s not supposed to rip you to fucking shreds.
“Gavin was the only one, before…” she says softly, “and you’re my only after.”
“I’m not watching you do it again. I can survive being a soldier, I can survive another war, but it seems I can’t survive loving you. If I have to let you go, you have to let me go too.” He leans in on a whisper. “I love you, Katy, let me go.”
“We both made promises, Katy, but I kept mine. Two wrongs don’t make a right, and you can both fucking go to hell,”
Tell em Gavin!!!
“I wish”—he licks a tear off his lips—“I just wish you could have trusted me.”
“Forever.”
“Setbacks not step backs.”
We’re often told how war and trauma can change a person, but it isn’t something you could ever fully comprehend until it happens to you and your family.
“I’m letting you go.” A lone tear drips down his right cheek. “Go to him, Katy.”
“this no longer belongs to me, and I don’t want to share my wife with another man. I deserve more than this. I want more than this.”
“On our wedding day, we promised to give each other the life we deserved.” His thumb whispers over my knuckles gently. “I’m giving you the life you deserve, Katy. Take it.”
“Always.” “Still love me?” “Forever.”
