Leah

I was crying badly now, shaking so hard my knees nearly buckled.

"There were times," I whispered, hating myself for what I was about confessing, "times I thought you did. You didn't even have to say it. I felt it, I believed it and I loved you too."

My throat closed.

"And that's what makes this worse, Aiden. I fucking loved you and you still broke me. Even after all these years, even when I thought you were dead, you still owned my heart. Does that even make any sense?"

His hand ...