"I love you so much, Marcelo." Stephanie repeated, holding onto him as tightly as was practicable once again. She pulled away just enough to kiss him again, lingering this time. "You should've seen me a few days ago. Very, very unsexy." And despairing. But she'd had some good reminders that there were good things in her life too. Things worth holding onto and fighting for.

"Thank you." She almost whispered, and she meant it. It was important for her to have that forgiveness. Then she heard a very assertive meowing.

"Sancho should probably be let out of there before he breaks the damn carrier." She actually smiled slightly.