Kissing her again feels like I’m sealing my words with a promise, and I intend to keep every promise I make to her. “You are perfect exactly like you are, Julie. I don’t want to change you, and I don’t wish you were different. I want you to be exactly whoever you choose to be, and I want to love you until the end of forever.”

“Stop it, you’re going to make me cry,” she laughs, a tear escaping, and I wipe it away. “I love you too, Graham.”

I’ve longed to hear her say those words for so long, and as soon she says them it’s like something finally...