Aria's POV
"I promise you," he said, "that I understand what that cost. I will never take it lightly. I will spend the rest of my life being worthy of it — not perfectly, because I'm not capable of perfect, but honestly, and entirely, and with everything I have." He squeezed my hands. "You made me whole, Aria. You and Noah remade me into something I actually want to be. I love you. I will love you every day, loudly, in every way I know how and some I'm still learning." The corner of his mouth moved. "And I will always, always know where you keep your coffee."
A small sound of laughter moved through the guests as I took one breath. "You were my worst nightmare," I said.
He nodded, absorbing this.
