You told him to marry me even though you felt that way about me?” “Did he make you happy?” Her smile, half-sad but so fucking beautiful, lit her from the inside like a love-lantern. “He did.” “And that made me happy. That’s all I cared about. Yeah, it hurt some that it couldn’t be me, but I knew he’d be good to you. Back then, I wasn’t ready to be the man you need. I wasn’t prepared to take a chance. To give you everything. But now—hell, it’s like I have a death wish when it comes to shots with the woman of my dreams.”
