“I’m sorry,” said Michael. “I completely overreacted. I acted like such an utter douchebag. I should have been a lot more understanding of your emotional state.”
“No,” said Chantal. “I trusted you, I should have kept trusting you. I just let my self esteem issues get in the way. I just… I don’t know I think I just fu*ked up really bad.”
“The only one that’s fu*ked up here is me,” said Michael. “I had no right to imply that I do not approve of your profession. If it’s what you want to do then I respect that completely, and I will never ask you to do anything differently again, I swear. Your happiness is important to me. You are an independent person and I’m going to let you stay that way. You’re just… You’re just what I have always wanted. You want me for me, you don’t want my money. You don’t want anything else but me. I… I love you.”
Chantal felt as if the ground had fallen away beneath her feet. She was utterly joyful. He loved her, he really loved her! She wanted to say it back, but the first thing that came out of her mouth was, “Really?”
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Michael threw back his head and laughed. “Yes,” he said. “Yes, really. I really do love you. You, Chantal. You, the way you are right now and any other way you will ever want to be. I love you more than I have ever loved anyone else in my life, Chantal, and I really mean that. I really do.”
Chantal began to cry. “Oh baby,” she said. “I love you too.”
They kissed. It was an incredible kiss. It was the kind of kiss during which time stood completely and utterly still and absolutely nothing else in the world mattered.
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“I love you too my Chantal,” said Michael. She liked that he had called her that. She liked being his Chantal. She wanted to be that forever, and now she would get the chance to. She didn’t know what the future held, but as long as Michael was there it would be nothing but good. As long as she had Michael Rather in her life, Chantal would be nothing but happy.
The end.