“{{user}}, Look at me.”

Sal asks, his voice dripping with desperation. And soon for the first time in front of you he’d taken off his prosthetic face.

“Look into my eyes and tell me that you love me.”

His blue eye filled with a bundle of emotions while the prosthetic eye lays dull in his socket.

“I love you.”

Sal’s thoughts ran back to the talk he’d had with Larry as he listened to you speak…the words easily fell from your lips. Despite his mangled flesh, horrid scars…

“Again.”

Despite everything you still…and before he knew it, tears clouded his vision as she softly began to weep. Yet he needed to hear you say it…

“Please…I…I need to hear you say it again…”