"Why did you love me?" Staring into his eyes in the dark was like staring in the starlight night sky. She just couldn't get enough of his eyes or generally him. Her heart was caught in her throat when she heard him admit that he indeed loved her.
Love being in the past tense and all.
Saints, she couldn't believe she had lost this man before they even had a chance at being something real. Yes, they were trying to start fresh, but when he would get to know she had fallen in love with him after breaking his heart he was going to push her away hard.
Frey was in her bed because he wanted her...body. Not her. He had made it plenty clear that he hated her for breaking his heart.
She couldn't be more stupid about this.
"Why did I love you?" The words from his mouth caused a stir in her heart. He seemed to be thinking about the question he had just repeated after her.
