“I know you don’t believe it, but it’s true. You did terrible things, and you did courageous things, and I don’t know what that all adds up to and I don’t fucking care. I’m not counting marks against your soul. I’m not counting at all.” The tears fell heavier, covering both of their cheeks as she said the words to him she had so despairingly needed to hear herself. “I see you, all of your dark corners, just as you see mine. And I love you.”
