"Magnanimous? Really?"

Timothy let out a helpless laugh. "I can't be magnanimous."

Love is selfish.

He could only accept a world where, in her heart, there was room for him and him

alone.

Anyone else was unbearable.

"Don't you get it? It's this attitude of yours that pushed her further and further

away. Even Yates understands this-you're the only one who doesn't."

He understood.

He wanted to change.

But he couldn't.

He couldn't stand to see someone else in her eyes.

Couldn't stand to see her smile at anyone else.

Couldn't, couldn't, couldn't...

Too many things he couldn't do.

Timothy's voice was hoarse as he asked, "I know, but I can't help it. Vince, tell me

do I have to do? What will bring her

said Vince's name so softly, so painfully, it lodged in

firm, merciless. "She's not coming

"Let her go."

her biological father. If she's willing to go public, you and Jessica won't have to pretend to be uncle and

Henry, if you don't want him, I can talk to Jessy. She

short, bitter laugh. "What kind of twisted plan is that? Our family

Jessica who taught him that family could

you still don't see it? It's too late. She's not going to stand at the door of The

like a bucket of ice water, drenching

waking

he came home, she'd always be there,

the door with

he was very late, she'd

that stopped. He no

home, and he

day. No matter how he coaxed, she didn't return and

never

broke his own family, piece by

trampled her love, took it for

seven years.

wonder she said she'd

her mind a long

face was etched with

unwilling to look

couldn't afford to pity Timothy-not at the cost of

days were

a

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