A Song of Longing
That way, Jessica would be his and his alone.
He stood by the panoramic window, the cityscape of Hudson sprawling below him, his cigarette glowing intermittently in the night's embrace.
He had lost her once, five years ago. He would be damned if he let her slip through his fingers again, even if it meant dragging the Canfield name through the mud.
"Jess, I used to fool myself into thinking I wasn't that into you. But the day you walked out of my life, that's when I knew just how deep my love ran."