Love's Healing Touch
She flipped on past—sketches of her garden in the back, reminders of what they had discussed, a battered flower torn from her sill.
"I wanted you to know that just because I was quiet, that even when I stepped back, I felt everything you felt. Saw everything. Just couldn’t seem to find a way to get it back."
Tears burned in her eyes.
"Adrian."
"I don't want to leave here without giving you thanks for showing me just how far away from where I was supposed to be I had strayed," he said. "You rebuilt my body. You rebuilt the part of my soul that felt it was beyond love."