The God of Endings

by Jacqueline Holland

Why do women protect such men? Why do they go to such lengths to shield them from consequences? I could imagine answers to these questions too, I’m sure, but I’m not interested. I’m too annoyed.

“If I did not still love her, it would mean that I had never loved her. Love—real love—cannot stop. It is one of the few things in this world that has no end.”