He didn’t save her.
No, that’s not what she wanted, what she needed. She just needed someone to be there, to support her, to give her the strength to carry on.
The saving part, she could herself, she didn’t help doing that. Anyone can save themselves, if they try hard enough and if they have the help they need.
She didn’t need a prince in shining armour. She didn’t need a white horse and a carriage. She didn’t want any of that.
No, she just needed him.
He could give her that; he could give her anything, everything.
But all she wanted was him.
And that’s all that mattered.
“I love you,” he tells her.
And she says, “I’m on my way to believing.”
He grins and kisses her forehead.