The woman he had married would not accept his word, nor his love, but, oddly, she accepted his apology. “Thank you,” she said achingly, “for not trying to convince me or yourself that he was an assassin. ’Twill make it much easier for us—for you and I to . . .” Jenny’s voice trailed off as she tried to think what lay ahead for them, but all she could think of was what they had once shared—and lost. “For you and I to—treat each other courteously,” she finished lamely. Royce drew an unsteady breath and turned his head to her. “And that’s all you want from me anymore?” he asked, his voice rough
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I cannot cry at the gym i cannot cry at the gym i cannot cry at the gym
WHY??? YOU TWO WERE SO HAPPY!!!!!
