“I thought I could live my whole life the way Gideon has: with love being some ancillary but ultimately useless thing I didn’t need. And perhaps I could have.” He turned and smiled, some hollow sad thing I could barely look at. “But then, there was you. And everything that you are: warm and kind, gentle and sweet, and you loved me despite everything I was and everything I did, and everything I couldn’t give you. Christ, I didn’t know what to do with that kind of love, Jude. How to hold it or carry it or even look at it. It was terrifying. I was sure I would kill it – I tried to. But then I
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