Louis stood in the kitchen early the next morning, getting ready to make breakfast. His mind was full of Tawny and what she had made him feel last night, her wondrous ability to make him understand. And he understood. He understood how their hearts were inseparably at one, how his pain was her pain, yet how she could turn her pain into their strength. Such was the power of her love, greater than anything that dreams could fathom.
Louis looked up to find Tawny standing at the entryway to the kitchen, an affectionate smile on her face. She walked up to him and took both his hands in hers. The two of them just looked deeply into each other's eyes as if they were searching for stars in a night sky.
"So you did it again, doc," Louis finally said at the breakfast table, humorously but sincerely. "You made me understand. You opened my eyes last night. You made me realize just how foolish I had been." He paused, the expression on his face turning more serious. "I… I won't do it to you again, Tawny. I promise."
Tawny smiled and took hold of Louis's hand. "Louis," she began. "There's something I have to tell you, in case you ever have feelings of anxiety again." He fixed his eyes expectantly on hers.
She went on. "For many years now, I've prayed for you and for the two of us, Louis. I've prayed for the two of us to be together, even when we were just friends, before we realized what we felt for each other." She paused. "I'm not a particularly religious person, Louis. But I do believe that some things require faith. And that some things happen for a reason, perhaps for a reason greater than what we can comprehend."
Louis kept staring into Tawny's deep blue eyes, which somehow seemed to take on an infinite quality, as if the depths of the galaxy were somehow contained in them.
She went on. "You said it yourself, Louis. There is something magical about our love and about how it could have all been possible. And I think there is something sacred about it. Something that makes me believe that we will always remain inseparably at one, that not even death can do us part. There is nothing on this earth that can come between you and me, Louis. Nothing in your dreams, let alone in reality."
Tawny smiled as Louis continued to look at her with adoration. "So don't you ever forget that," she said. He just nodded slowly, letting her words sink in, feeling the power in her words merge with her loving presence into something magical.