I looked at Julie, my eyes filled with a mix of determination and tenderness. "Who told you that we will be separated? You are mine, Julie, and no one can separate us."
Julie's eyes widened slightly, and she nodded, her expression softening with relief. But I could still see the worry lines on her forehead, the tension in her shoulders. She was anxious, and I knew I needed to address her concerns more deeply.
I cupped her face gently, my thumbs brushing away the remnants of her tears. My voice was firm yet soothing, filled with reassurance and love. "Julie, listen to me. You are a strong, incredible woman, and you deserve to be happy. Your daughter loves you, and she will understand in time. We will face this together, and we will find a way to make it work."
