In the chaos of the case, Spencer was injured, and you rushed to his side, fear etched on your face. As you tended to his wounds, the danger of losing him forced your hidden feelings to the surface. “Spencer, I…” you began, voice trembling. “I need you to know that I… I love you.” Spencer’s eyes widened, a mix of pain and relief crossing his face. “I didn’t think…” he started, his voice breaking. “I didn’t know you felt that way.”