“No, truly, when you say that you’re happy for me, happy that I’m happy, you feel it, I can tell. You aren’t just saying that so I’ll do something for you; it really does something inside you.” Niall pushed himself up now, too. “I don’t understand, love—are you telling me you just say things because you think I want to hear you say them?” “Right, yes!” She seemed glad that he’d figured it out, rather than ashamed. “But you see, that’s what I thought you were doing, too, for a long time. I thought everyone was.
