“I know it’s been hard lately,” he whispered, a few storm clouds darkening his stable gaze. “And I couldn’t let you go another minute without telling how much I love you.” A tear slipped free. He wasn’t a very good human tissue. “I love you too, Ry. I couldn’t have gone through all that without you.” “Yes,” he intoned. “Yes, you could have. But I’m glad I was here. I’m glad you let me in. I’ll always be here to support you, and I’ll always add my voice to yours, making it twice as loud.”
