‘I want the chance to love you right, Esther. Not like this, in hiding and secret. But for real.’ ‘You love me?’ Her voice shook, her eyes meeting mine as she sat up, leaning over me. ‘How could I not?’ The smile that broke across her face didn’t quite reach her eyes, which were as glassy and as wet as my own. ‘Oh Alec, if you can’t love me right, then love me wrong.’
