{"id":120604,"date":"2025-04-03T14:34:31","date_gmt":"2025-04-03T07:34:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lorevista.com\/?p=120604"},"modified":"2025-04-03T14:34:31","modified_gmt":"2025-04-03T07:34:31","slug":"i-always-love-you-no-matter-who-you-are","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorevista.com\/i-always-love-you-no-matter-who-you-are\/","title":{"rendered":"I Always Love You No Matter Who You Are"},"content":{"rendered":"
I Always Love You No Matter Who You Are\n
Ethan had always been the kind of guy who seemed unstoppable. He was the star of his college\u2019s soccer team, full of life, energy, and dreams. He and Sophie had been together for three years, and everyone who knew them swore they were the perfect couple. They had plans\u2014big plans. Travel, careers, a life together.\n
But in the blink of an eye, everything changed.\n
It happened on a rainy evening. Ethan had been driving home from practice when a truck, skidding on the slick road, slammed into his car. The impact was devastating. The doctors did everything they could, but in the end, they had to amputate his right leg.\n
When Ethan woke up in the hospital, the first thing he saw was Sophie, sitting beside him, holding his hand.\n
She smiled softly. “Hey, sleepyhead.”\n
Ethan blinked, his mind groggy. But then he noticed something different\u2014something missing. The blankets over his lower body looked\u2026 wrong.\n
Panic rushed through him. “Sophie, my leg\u2026” His voice cracked. “Where\u2019s my leg?”\n
Sophie\u2019s grip on his hand tightened. “Ethan, listen to me\u2014”\n
“Where is it?!” His breath came in short gasps. His heart pounded, his chest felt tight.\n
Tears welled in Sophie\u2019s eyes, but she forced herself to stay strong. “Ethan, the doctors\u2026 they had to amputate it. But\u2014”\n
He yanked his hand away from hers. “No\u2026 no, no, no.” His voice broke. “Sophie, I can\u2019t\u2014I\u2019m not me anymore.”\n
Sophie shook her head. “That\u2019s not true.”\n
\n
“You don\u2019t get it!” His voice rose. “I was an athlete! I was supposed to travel with you, climb mountains, run on the beach, play soccer!” He swallowed hard. “And now\u2026 I\u2019m broken.”\n
Sophie stood up, her tears finally spilling over. “Ethan, you are not broken.” She cupped his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her. “You are still you. You’re still the man I love.”\n
His vision blurred with tears. “But what if I can\u2019t be the guy you fell in love with anymore?”\n
She kissed his forehead, whispering, “I always love you, no matter who you are.”\n
The Hard Road Ahead
\nRecovery wasn\u2019t easy. There were days when Ethan shut down, refusing to leave his bed. Days when he lashed out, frustrated by the smallest things. Physical therapy was grueling, and the sight of his own reflection made him feel like a stranger in his own body.\n
But Sophie never left his side.\n
She encouraged him, pushing him when he wanted to give up. She reminded him of who he was\u2014not just an athlete, but a fighter, a dreamer, a man with a heart full of love.\n
One day, after months of therapy, Ethan stood for the first time on his prosthetic leg. It wasn\u2019t perfect, and it wasn\u2019t easy, but Sophie was there, holding his hands, smiling through tears of pride.\n
“You did it,” she whispered.\n
He looked at her, his own eyes glassy. “We did it.”\n
A New Beginning
\nTime passed, and Ethan adjusted to his new life. He learned to walk, then to run. He even found new ways to stay active, joining a group of amputee athletes who inspired him every day.\n
And through it all, Sophie was there.\n
One evening, as they sat by the lake watching the sunset, Ethan turned to her and said, “Marry me.”\n
Sophie blinked in surprise. “What?”\n
He took a deep breath. “I know I\u2019ve been difficult. I know I\u2019ve pushed you away sometimes. But, Sophie, you stayed. You loved me when I couldn\u2019t love myself. And I want to spend the rest of my life proving to you how much that means to me.”\n
Tears spilled down Sophie\u2019s cheeks as she laughed. “Of course, you idiot. Yes!”\n
They got married in a small, intimate ceremony, surrounded by the people who had supported them through it all. As Sophie walked down the aisle, Ethan stood tall, his prosthetic leg a symbol of everything they had endured together.\n
When they exchanged vows, Ethan held her hands tightly and whispered, “No matter what, I will always love you.”\n
Sophie smiled, squeezing his fingers. “I always love you, no matter who you are.”\n
And they did. Through every challenge, through every change, their love remained unshaken. Because real love isn\u2019t about perfection\u2014it\u2019s about standing by each other, through every storm, every trial, every joy.\n
And that\u2019s exactly what they did.\n
Forever.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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