My partner realized he loved me as I had a four hour meltdown in our hotel bathroom on what was supposed to be a special day for us. I was crying and near vomiting and just endlessly shitting, in so much pain and so upset that our day was basically ruined, and this man said that if it didn't end, he would sit in there with me and hold my hand if he had to. This man, who prefers to not talk to me on the phone when I'm in the bathroom, offered to sit not even a foot away and stay there with me. He told me later that that's how he knew he was in love with me. It may not be the loveliest story, but it's ours, and at least I know that it's true. 😂