I’m going to go," he said.
"All right."
He didn’t move. Then: "I don’t want to."
"Do it anyway."
He chuckled. "You’re a hard woman, Faith Devlin."
"Hardy."
"I didn’t know him. He isn’t real to me. Did you love him?"
"Yes." But not the way I love you. Never like that.

Autore: Linda Howard