He froze.

The color drained from his face, and the panic in his eyes—he couldn't hide it even if he tried.

The moment I saw his reaction, I knew. I knew everything.

I let out a long sigh, and something in me just… let go.

"Zachary," I said calmly, "I know what it's like to lose someone close. I know what a first love means to a man. And I understand exactly how much you must have hated me."

I gave him a tired smile, the ...