“I don’t know. I don’t know why you went through so much and I can’t explain why everyone hurt you. All I can do is try to show you that here and now, I love you. I am your husband and that means everything to me.”
She was quiet and then she looked at him, an icy glare meeting his eyes.
“Does it? You know what I remembered when I woke up earlier? I remember you saying that you don’t want this life anymore. I don’t know who I am now or what happened, but I remember the hurt I felt at those words,” she wrapped her arms around her waist as she looked at him. “I don’t think I ever felt so alone than in that moment. You keep asking what I feel when I look at you and it’s pain. When I look at you, I hurt.”