“This door will never be shut to me again,” he declares. My eyes go wide as I take in his full meaning. For as much as he’s kept himself separate from me all these years, I’ve kept myself separate from him, from all of them. I built myself a fortress of solitude in here. And since I wasn’t sexual with him before, I’ve never invited him inside. He stood at the breakers, watching as I lived a life apart, bringing his loves inside my inner sanctum, shutting the door in his face.
