He couldn't understand why she couldn't heal herself with her so-called mysticism or doing something. But he was lucky she'd held on this long. There were others who were probably already dead. He just wanted her to stay. That's all he wanted. Erik was not the kind of man who asked for much having lived with so little for so long. Her small gestures of affection were breaking his heart as he held her; so still in his arms. Why had he waited so long to tell her?