This woman was his best damn friend. He owed her everything. She had let him use her in ways that he knew had stained her soul. She had stuck by him, giving him everything, setting no limits in ways that would have eased his transition. She had loved him, and in return, he would always love her. He would never love her the most, but on a list where only one other had ever gotten to his heart, Bleu had been added. Their friendship was potent, and he could never give her back all that she had given him.
