Guile
One Thousand Club
Erik felt as if tears were going to come to his eyes at any moment. The fear and pain in his daughter's vice was almost unbearable and he felt himself holding her tighter because of this. "I know you love me, Catherine. I can tell it from the tone your voice, in your eyes, the way you've always smiled at me. I don't need to hear your words to know it, sweetheart, and I hope the same goes for you. Don't ever doubt how much your mother and I love you. I wish I had been able to tell you every morning and every night since the first year of your life. Circumstances arose that did not permit me to do this, but that doesn't mean I love you any less than little Jonathan, who I pray I will be able to do this for." Erik relished the kisses Catherine gave him. They were so powerful, so full of love, that Erik could not doubt his daughter's words - now more than ever. "I love you, my child. I thank God every day for you and your siblings, as well as your mother." He assured her as he broke their embrace at last. "You all have given me the one thing I wanted most out of life: undying love."