Now, tomorrow, and always.

Let this moment whisper through eternity. Let it fill my every dream and visit me each night.

I won’t pretend that I deserve you. I am faithless. I have done unforgivable things. And I am broken.” He gestured to his face and body with trembling hands. “I know you see past these things when you look at me . . . but I hope I can be enough for you.”“What? Enough for me? Gabriel, you are everything.

You are a soldier. A fighter. And now you must fight. Not for the emperor, not for France . . . but for yourself.