“I love you.” I finish in English, just to get my message across because I most likely ruined the pronunciation of all the words. “Say it again.” His darkening eyes linger on my mouth. “I. Love. You.” He kisses the top of my forehead. The pain etched into his face guts me, knowing he spent thirty-six years of his life believing he was unlovable—all because of his shitty, abusive father. I cup his cheek. “I will always love you. Today. Tomorrow. Forever.” “You say that now…” His voice drifts off as his eyes dart away. My chest clenches. “And I’ll say it every day until you finally believe it.”
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