Wanted by Her Lost Love

She reached for him, framing his face, stunned tofeel the shock of tears on his cheeks. His eyes weretormented and there was desperation—fear—in hisgaze, but there was also answering hope.“I love you so very much,” she said brokenly. “I’vespent so long being angry, telling myself I hate you.The anger took over until I was miserable with it. It’sbeen a constant weight pressing down on me. It’spoison and I can’t live this way anymore. I don’t wantto live this way anymore.”He closed his eyes and when he reopened themthere was such relief and such vulnerability that sheknew without a doubt that she’d made the rightchoice.“If you can forgive all the hurtful, hateful things I’vesaid to you then I can forgive you for not trusting me.”“Oh, God, Kell,” he said in a wretched, painedvoice. “I deserved everything you’ve said and more.What I did to you was unforgivable. How can youforgive me when I can’t forgive myself?”She leaned forward and kissed him, still holdinghis face in her hands. She stroked her hands throughhis hair and then over his cheeks again, smiling atender smile all the while.