“She was my mate, Elena, so of course I loved her. I loved her so much.” Something about the way Adrian said it made me stop moving entirely. There was no hesitation in his voice and no attempt to make the truth smaller because I was sitting beside him. He did not rush to reassure me that Sarah had meant nothing or pretend that eight years of marriage could somehow be erased simply because it had ended badly. He just kept his eyes on the road and gave me the truth, even though I was beginning to realize it was a truth I might not particularly enjoy hearing. I swallowed and forced myself to ask, “How much?” Adrian was quiet for a moment. Then he released a breath. “Enough that there was a time when I genuinely believed there was nothing she could do that would make me stop loving her.” I had expected something simple. Maybe he would tell me they had been happy once, that they had loved each other, that things had eventually fallen apart, and then we could move on to one o
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