He found me. "You came for me," my voice cracks as I fling myself onto him. I feel comforted just taking in his scent. "Are you okay?" he softly asks as he strokes my hair. "Now I am, because you're here," I say as I bury myself into his chest as I clutch his shirt, making it wet with my tears. I feel his hand tighten around my waist. "I'll always be here for you," he whispers, making me cry even harder. "Always."