She had to sit down. Straight on the ground. The world had shifted around her. Or maybe it hadn’t. Perhaps she’d finally reached her breaking point. “I can’t afford to believe you.” “Why not?” He looked so earnest and it made her heart turn over. “Because what if it isn’t that? What if you’re simply not remembering it because of the hex? I believe you. I forgive you for six months of hell. I let my heart out of the ice I’ve encased it in. And then you remember that yes you do love Cindy.” He flinched when she said that. “I have to go through the pain of the whole thing. Again. I’m sorry. You’ll have to forgive me. I really don’t think I can do it. Ever.” “Listen to me very closely.” He stood up and walked to her, stronger than he’d been before. “I know this is what happened to me. Do you want to know how I know? Because I love you. I have loved you since you were fourteen years old, when I should not have loved you.” The blush that always touched her cheeks when he said that started.