“The real question here is, not whether or not you love Izzy. I know you do. You know you do.” I nod stiffly. Love. Not past tense this time. “What I’m curious to know, is if you’ve been holding onto her for this long, this desperately, because of your love for her and nothing else… Then why the second her brother mentioned trading places, did all of that resistance inside you crumble?”
