I realise that now. He does what I ask, what I need. I have to trust in that, in him. I don’t want to go back to being a nameless face in the shadows of his world, hiding my love for him. Today almost killed me, and that’s what it would go back to.

I need what we had at the casino. I need the title of wife. I need him.

I need to stand up and be proud to be his queen. We were made to stand side by side.

It’s barely coherent, but he seems to understand loud and clear. ...