Maybe it was our shared trauma, or maybe it was a combination of things, but I felt warmth emenate from my heart and spread throughout my chest.

My hand is clutching Sebastian's, although I'm not sure he's even aware of it after all we've been through.

It's not the way I wanted to spend eternity with the man I love, but it will have to do. At least we are together.

None of this is his fault, but here we sit in the police station.