“Yes,” I rasped through my heart beating in my throat, threatening to choke me with love and overwhelming gratitude for this man and this moment. I reached up to clutch his neck, my thumb finding his pulse as he so often did with me. “Before you, I was empty and cold, a locked room in the deepest dungeon. Now, I can breathe again, feel again, burn again. You proved to me that I am worthy of love, and I want to spend the rest of my life proving to you that you’re the best man I’ll ever know, and you made the right decision in trusting me with your endless heart.”
