Grace’s Point of View
I knew what Aamon was trying to say without directly saying it. I closed my eyes and took a measured breath. I still loved him. I’d never stopped. But I thought for sure that he had moved on.
“Do you need me to say it, kochanie?” Aamon asked as he wiped away a tear falling down my cheek.
I nodded slowly because I did. I needed to know that even though I had walked away, tried to move on, and left him behind, Aamon still loved me because I had never stopped loving him. I needed those words, and I prayed that they would be the truth, not just something he thought I needed to hear.
“I love you, my Grace. I always have, and I always will. There will never be another who holds my heart as you do. If I couldn’t be there to protect you myself, someone else was always wa
