"I want you to know, that you can talk to me," he mumbled. I held my breath as his nose gently brushed against my cheek.
"I know," I whispered, not trusting my voice.
"Baby," he mumbled so quietly, I was afraid he hadn't actually said it. "You don't have keep it all locked inside," he whispered. I squeezed my eyes shut as I listened to the way his voice shook.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
"No, don't apologise."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
