There was noticeable pain in her eyes as he whispered, her heart breaking as he went on. She had wasted so much time. Years and years where they could have been happy together. Merlin's sake, they would've been married by now. Megan knew she had survived the last relapse, and it was so so hard on her and her friends, so she knew this one struck even deeper. Sure she was scared and sick, but seeing him there in the room, sleep deprived and guarding her... Megan could finally admit out loud what she'd been feeling all of this time -- finally open up her heart to him again. She just hoped it wasn't too late.
Brushing her thumb against his cheek, Megan shook her head despite him looking down. "I might be scared and sick, but I know what I want. And I want you. Forever -- or as long as I have."