I didn’t understand it, I’m not sure I wanted to. But there could be no other person for me, now or in the future. He was it. For better or worse, he was it. But as much as I loved him, as much as I wanted him, I was frightened of him, too. Of the power he had over me and how completely I belonged to him. For longer than I’d had him, I’d been without him: yearning and longing for him so fiercely I could barely think past it. I couldn’t remember what it felt like to have him in my arms, which scared me too. I was sure – I’d always suspected – that he’d been created and put solely on this earth
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