2 States The Story Of My Marriage

‘Everyone slept early. We have to wake up at four,’ I said.
‘Oh, I’m keeping you up. Are you sleeping here?’
I nodded and switched off the lights. I lay down next to only him, probably for
the first time in twenty years.
‘I love you, son,’ he said, his eyes closed.
I choked up. The words meant as much as to me as when Ananya had said
them the first time.
‘I love you too,’ I said, and wondered which love story I was really chasing
anyway.