This Is Love (The Light to My Darkness #3) (The Haunted, #8)

by Ivy Smoak

“I love you, James.” She took my face between her hands and stared into my eyes. “I love you with all my heart. I only remember pieces of our life, but I know that much is true. You’re my everything too. Every. Single. Thing.”

“You came back to me.” My lips met hers again.

Isn’t that how our love has always been? Chaotic and scary and all-consuming? That kind of love? A love worth fighting for?”

I was seeing flashes of moments. Pieces of a puzzle that didn’t quite fit together. But it was enough. Just being in his arms would always be enough for me.

“I can’t live without you, Penny.” His voice was muffled in my hair. “I can’t breathe without you.”

“My heart is yours,” I mumbled into his chest. “Forever and always. It’s yours, James.”

“Praying to a God you didn’t think you believed in during a crisis sometimes makes a believer out of the most hardened of souls. It makes you hope that miracles can happen.”

Penny was right. Love couldn’t really be defined. It wasn’t a balance of light and darkness or a whirlwind of color. It was a feeling. This feeling. And I’d spend the rest of my life making sure she felt this too.

“I love you with all my heart. With every ounce of my being. And I don’t need to do this in the coffee shop. I don’t need to recreate the past. Our story was great. But our future is only just beginning. And I’m not going anywhere. No matter what life throws at us, all I know is that I want you by my side. You said it best. My heart beats for you.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out my rings. “Penny, will you do me the honor of continuing to be my wife?”