My eyes scald. “Because I love you completely, Jane, and I want and need you during the worst and best moments of my life.” Her voice is a whisper. “You don’t have to placate me.” “What I said is true.” I fight emotion that fists my lungs. “I fucking need you, honey. I’d be going out of my mind with guilt if I couldn’t turn to you. So many times I’ve thought about you, and you’ve made me feel good about myself.” I stop there, a rock lodged in my throat.
