[He is. He is. He loves her. He looked into her beautiful eyes, placed a hand on her beautiful cheek - shared with her something sacred, beautiful, rare. She's truly given him everything. She's taken blows for him, carried him through the dark, half-dead, terrified. She loves him. She's his sweetheart. She trusts him, but she doesn't know. He keeps so much. So much.
[It feels impossible to swallow. Sunny tries. He grips Aubrey's hand tighter than he ever has before. She'll fade away to nothing. He'll be alone again.
[But She doesn't deserve to be kept in the dark.]
Aubrey...
[Sunny bites down on his lip. It starts to bleed. His hand shakes from the effort of his grip.]
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[It feels impossible to swallow. Sunny tries. He grips Aubrey's hand tighter than he ever has before. She'll fade away to nothing. He'll be alone again.
[But She doesn't deserve to be kept in the dark.]
Aubrey...
[Sunny bites down on his lip. It starts to bleed. His hand shakes from the effort of his grip.]
I have...to tell you...something...