David was still embracing Bells on the bed. He couldn't seem to get himself to let go of her. She was actually okay. It didn't make any sense, but he was grateful. He was so grateful. How did it happen? She just sat up in bed like she had only been sleeping.
"You are shaking," she whispered against him.
"I was afraid I lost you. I was afraid I lost you."
He slowly let her go, allowing her to pull back and look up into his eyes, her fingers slowly caressing the side of his face until they came to his mouth, and she smiled, tracing the curve of his lips.
"You didn't lose me."
"I didn't," he shook his head, as if he was trying to convince himself of it as well and believe this miracle to be true.
"No, you didn't. You didn't lose me. I'm still here. I'm still with you. I'm not going anywhere."
