Oya:
"Hi, baby. Let me run my fingers through your hair and tell you a secret. You make me happy... You know that? I mean it, Dean. I am lucky to wake up to you every single day. I'm lucky to see your smile, to hear your voice, and to feel your warmth against me. I'm lucky to be your wife, and I'm happy to be your wife...I mean, we've been it for as long as I can remember, for years now.. but to be able to claim it, to be able to introduce myself as your wife? I love it... I love you... You're my anchor to this world, my fucking anchor... my fucking everything and I'll make sure to always keep an eye on you. I'll make sure to cherish you and make you feel as good as possible each and every day. I might make mistakes and I might make you worry but that would not make me love you less...I didn't give up on you and would not give up on you. How can I? when you have all of my heart in your hands? How can I, when I want to protect your heart, the heart you gave me?"
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