“Julian?” “Hm?” “I love you.” Something sparkled in his eyes again, and she realized he was tearing up. She furrowed her brow in concern. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Everything is great.” He shook his head and wiped his eyes with a sleeve. “I never pictured myself for a crier. I never really did my whole life. I suppose now I have something worth all the emotion.”
