“I’m… I’m not who you think I am,” Ravi says, gazing down at the golden brown haired girl curled against him, full of affection.

“What do you mean?” Rylee asks, her eyelids are heavy as she lays on his chest. She sighs, raising her head to kiss his neck. She closes her eyes and snuggles in under the one blanket they’re sharing.

“I’m not just Ravi,” he replies, wrapping her up in the blanket, his voice gentle as she drifts into unconsciousness slowly.

“I know,” she whispers.

“No. You don’t know…”

“I know who you are, Rav.”

“Who am I?” He breathes.

“You’re my hero,” she says, her voice easing away as she falls into sleep. “You saved my life. Before I knew you, I would’ve ended everything. It hurt so bad, I didn’t want it to hurt anymore. But you made it go away. You made me okay, you made me live. Without you…” Rylee trails, shrugging sleepily.

“I’m a hero,” he whispers, kissing her head as her breathing evens out and her eyes don’t open again for the night. “But I’m a hero only for you, Ry.”