“You want the fucking truth?” I roar, my fingers gripping her so damn tight. “I want you more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my goddamn life, and it fucking kills me that I can’t be what you need. The mere thought of anyone else putting their hands on you drives me insane. And when I told you I’d never love you, it’s not because I don’t want to, because believe me, I fucking want to. I want it so fucking bad it aches. I can’t love you because I’m not capable of it. I don’t know how.”
