God, he doesn't deserve her. He brings her hands up to his mouth to kiss the back of them, first one then the other. "I love you," is all he can think of to say, first. Which, apparently, is why they're in this confusing mess to begin with. A love triangle with himself. Ugh.
Her expression softens, warmth burning away some of the wan edge. "I love you too," she says.
Two things clear, then, intertwined though they are. Complicated though their relationship might be - difficult as it sometimes has been - he's still the love of her life.
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Two things clear, then, intertwined though they are. Complicated though their relationship might be - difficult as it sometimes has been - he's still the love of her life.