“It's too late," she said.
"Don't say that." His voice was half a whisper. "I love you, Tessa. I love you.”

“I love you," he finally whispered. She leaned forward and touched his face. "I know. And I love you, too.”

“I don't love you anymore", she whispered. "I don't love you at all." His throat closed. "It's all right, sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us.”

“Say it," she said.
"Say it sober."
"I love you," he said.
"I don't want you to say it back unless you mean it, but I love you."
She leaned back over him, and pressed the pads of her fingertips against his.
"I mean it.”

“Then, if you love him," he said quietly, "please, Tessa, don't tell him what I just told you. Don't tell him that I love you.”

“I'm sorry Sandstorm" he murmured. "I never meant to hurt you" His voice barely more than a whisper, he added,"I love you."
Sandstorm's eyes glowed."I love you too, Fireheart.”

“I love you too, Will Blakelee," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.”

“I love you, Jonathan," she whispered.
A long arm snaked around her, and he pulled her against his side.
"I know," he said. "I just wanted to be sure you knew it, too.”

“If you love me as you say you do,' she whispered, 'make it so that I am at peace.”

“Wo ai ni, Tessa,” he whispered. “Wo bu xiang shi qu ni.” She knew, without knowing how she knew, what the words meant. I love you. And I don’t want to lose you.”