Chapter 62

His mouth fell open. She'd said it hesitantly. She'd talked about her love in the previous tense. She'd even talked about hope for the future. But this… this was the variety of love she'd given him for a 12 months and half before he left. It was all of herself. No barriers. She'd surrendered herself to him then, and she did it again now, throwing herself towards him, wrapping her fingers round his neck and burying her face there, beneath his chin, begging him to forgive her for no longer holding on to what she'd known.

His throat pinched and he swallowed over and over, his chest expanding with hope and love and… a little bit of fear.

Because she without a doubt was here. It was his dream come true. And there have been so many matters in this world that threatened to flip it into a nightmare.

But instead of focusing on that, he pulled her in tight and stroked her hair, shushing her and wiping her tears when she Looked up at him.