"Stop saying that," she whispered. She understood why he said it, but she still felt he'd paid his penance. His suffering was over. Both of theirs. She knew the rest of his story and she honestly felt others should be apologizing to him instead.
Even if it would take time, Eurydice was prepared to work very hard for this. She hadn't practically forced him to see who she was just to let it all slip through her fingers. "I love you," she whispered between kisses. "I love you, Orpheus." She couldn't say it enough.