Casey collected his hand to himself, a sorrow crossing his features that didn't quite allow for understanding.  That someone would fight against their own family because of a stupid feud...  He shook his head.  "You know your mother best."  He said.  But something she'd said meant more than that still.<br/><br/>A couple, fantastically in love with one another.  And despite the brevity of their courtship, Casey knew it to be true.<br/><br/>"Evie,"  He murmured.  "I am.  I am fantastically, and madly in love with you."  It felt a little bit ridiculous to say, so soon.  But it felt even more ridiculous<i>not</i>to say.  They were<i>married</i>.  There was no getting any more committed than that.  "And I-"  There came the knock to the door.  Food delivery, ruining the most tender of moments.  His cheeks colored.  "I'll uh...  I'll get the door."  He said, abashed.  Pushing away from the kitchen counter, he ran a hand through his golden hair as he approached the apartment door.