And just like that—
Everything breaks.
Tears spill over before I can stop them.
I lean into him, holding his hand against my face.
Because I almost didn’t get this moment.
Because I almost lost him.
Because I almost—
A hand settles on my shoulder.
Warm.
Solid.
Havoc.
I don’t even have to look.
I feel him.
Right there.
Steady.
I take a breath.
Wipe my cheeks quickly.
Pull myself back together.
Because I have to.
Because this isn’t over.
I stand slowly.
Turn to him.
“Thank you,” I say.
Two words.
Not enough.
Not even close.
But everything I have right now.
His eyes meet mine.
And there’s something there.
Something deeper than before.