“I think so. I love you, Jonathan.” He smiles, a genuine one that lights his grey eyes and threatens to stop my heart. “You do, huh?” “I do. I thought I was incapable of love after losing Dad and Alicia, but you wrenched it out of me so easily. In the beginning, it was frightening, but it soon became exciting. I’m so glad I met you — or more like, re-met you.”
