“Why?” she asks, throat closing around the word. “Why would you do that?” “Because it’s what you wanted. You were so set upon your need for love, you could not see beyond it. I gave you this, I gave you him, so you could see that love was not worth the space you held for it. The space you kept from me.” “But it was worth it. It is.” He reaches out to brush her cheek. “It won’t be, when he’s gone.”
