“I’d convinced myself you’d leave,” he says, palming my cheek. “Part of me still thinks you should.” Part of me wants to, but I’m bound too tightly to him, to every side of him, to the strong and assured CEO, and the vulnerable, breaking man hiding beneath the surface. But I have no experience with mental illness and, honestly, it petrifies me. What if he’s dragged into that blackness again? How do I get him out? What if he really is a good liar and I don’t notice his demons strangling him until it’s too late? Can I live with so much uncertainty? Will a relationship entail me scrutinising his
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