And I shouldn’t be shocked that he’s regretting it, but when the guy you fancied yourself in love with for a big chunk of your life regrets being inside you, that hurts in the most devastating way. Honestly, I’m not sure what I was expecting from him. Of course his loyalty is to Owen. He wasn’t going to whisk me out of here and hold me all night and make love to me. That’s a childish fairy-tale notion. I’m not his Cinderella, and as he said before, he’s the villain, not the prince.
