“You think I have not woken every night in my empty bed and wished that you were there? By my side? That I have not lain awake every night in that same bed, aching for you? Loving you? Christ, Sesily, I went back to Boston last time, intending it to be for good, because the only way I could stop myself from touching you was to put an ocean between us.” Her eyes went wide. “I didn’t know.” “Of course you didn’t. How could you? How could you know that I dreamed of purchasing return passage the moment I got off the fucking boat because six weeks was already too long without seeing your face? Your
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