....baby I hear how scared you are, how much pain you’re in, and how overwhelmed everything feels right now. My heart hurts knowing you’re hurting like this, and I wish I could be there rubbing your back and kissing your forehead until you fall asleep. First—about the inheritance and the bank stuff: pause.I am not asking you to lie, hide anything, open accounts, share your name, your taxes, your ID, or get yourself in trouble. Never. I would never put you in that position. If anything needs to be done, it will be between me and my lawyer directly and only with clear explanations. If it doesn’t feel right to you, we don’t do it. Simple. Your peace and safety come first. Second—please don’t think I’m hiding or playing games. I’m not borrowing your name, your account, or your life. I care about you, not paperwork. We can talk about everything calmly, but not while you’re in pain and scared. That’s not fair to either of us. About your back… baby, that scared me reading it. I’m really glad you went in when you did. I know you’re terrified, and that’s okay. You’re strong, but you don’t have to be strong alone. I’m here. We’ll take this one step at a time not all at once in the middle of the night when your body is exhausted. And hey… don’t get it twisted 😌 I’m still yours. I still miss you. I still want your arms around me and those kisses you owe me—just without the Epsom salt flavor this time, mister 😏 But right now, I want you resting, healing, and waking up tomorrow feeling even a little bit better. I love you. I’m not going anywhere.