"After investing practically every single minute with Angel for eight days, I realized there was only one thing I had to say to her." I murmured it in her ear late at night, just before she fell asleep. 'When I'm seventy-five and I think about my life and what it was like to be young, I hope that I can remember this precise moment,' she remarked with a smile that made me smile back.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep a few seconds later. The atmosphere was serene - almost deafeningly quiet. The sweet purr of her breathing was all I could hear.
I remained awake in bed thinking more about time we'd spent around each other and all of the decisions we'd made in our lives to bring us to this point. And I realized that it didn't matter what we'd done or where we'd gone at some point. Neither did the future bear any weight.
The peacefulness of the moment was all that mattered.
Being with her and breathing with her is enough."