She stood on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to my jawline. "To love you the rest of my life."
I held her face in my hands and stared down at the woman who would always be what made me whole. She was my center. Loving her had destroyed me. The old me was gone. The careless, selfish man I'd been was no longer there. I wanted to be good enough for her. And I would be. I would be the kind of man my father was. My life had purpose.
All because of Lila.