My eyes grew hot, and tears nearly fell.
I quickly turned away and wiped the corners of my eyes.
Locke walked over, took my hand, and intertwined his fingers with mine.
He held my hand tightly.
"Are you hungry? If you are, we can eat first. If not, I'll take you home."
I let him lead me, feeling dazed.
My attention was all on him, so much so that I didn't even notice the stares we were getting in the hospital.
"Why are we going to my place?"
"To get your documents."
"Why do we need my documents?"
"To register our marriage."
His voice echoed in my ears, "I still love you just as much as I did ten years ago."
