Sitting on the bed, he sets it in my lap, then joins me beneath the sheets. “Happy anniversary, Freya.” He holds my eyes. “I love you beyond words and time and space. I wish I could articulate how grateful I feel each morning, to wake up and see you next to me. Even when life’s shit and the world feels heavy, I look at you…” He sighs. “Knowing I have you…that’s everything I need.”
