It Was Never Love to Begin With
He looked at me, utterly lost, as if he could not understand how begging had not worked.
I met his eyes, then asked the question that had haunted me for years, "Devin, did you ever actually love me?"
He blinked, startled by the question, before stammering, "Of course I did! Why else would I come back for you? Jennifer, I really do love you."
I shook my head slowly. "No, I don't think you do. You didn't come back because you love me. You came back because you realized you'd lost something that used to obey you."