Love seemed to radiate from his whole body. Nothing else. Just pure, true love. She couldn’t help but cry. After all she’d said, all she’d done, all the hurt she’d caused him, how could he possibly still love her? His love hurt her more than anything else he could have done. Why did he keep on loving her no matter what she did to him?
She looked up into his eyes and saw love deeper than she’d ever known. A smile formed on his face as he spread his arms wide. She fell to the ground, sobbing, so sorry. How could he still love her? He sprinted towards her, arms open wide, and scooped her up off of the ground into a warm embrace. She was home again. At home in the arms of her dear Savior.
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