Declan shook his head and came around the bench to sit beside Jonathon. “You needed to know,” he said. “You needed to be sure about how she felt about you before you told her who you really are.”

“Fu-uck,” Jonathon groaned. “It shouldn’t hurt this fucking much.”

Declan looked at him with pity and it was the last thing Jonathon needed. He wanted Declan to trash talk Emma or to at least tell him he was an idiot for falling for her, but Declan didn’t say any of ...