“You were being too reckless,” he said. “You were being too persistent.” “God, I love you, Isobel.” I fell silent, and the blood rushed from my skin. My heart seemed to both swell and shatter at the sound of that word. How easily he said it. How he looked at me like I was everything to him. How he could still feel that way about me when I’d spent weeks telling him he shouldn’t. He gave me a sad smile, like he knew exactly what was going through my head. “I shouldn’t have said that.” “No, you shouldn’t have…” “But I’m not sorry that I did. Yes, it’s not fair of me, but I don’t really care. I
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