" Luke, shut up. Yes, he could give me everything material," - she rested her hand over his heart - " but he couldn't give me this." She smiled at him, yet she was still tearful. " It wouldn't matter if you don't make another penny from music. We could be living in a cardboard box and begging, I don't care. I just want you, nothing else." " I love you so much it hurts," Luke whispered. "