He turns on his back, putting a little distance between us. "I'm really angry, I won't lie. I've worked my arse off all my life to live up to the sacrifices my brother's done for me, to make something of myself. No one can accuse me of not giving it everything, where my work is concerned. So yeah, I'm really angry that things turned out the way they did. Especially because it's a pack of lies, I never did drugs, I hardly ever drink, and that horse was injured. It feels very unfair, that my reputation is being tainted like this, feels very unfair that everyone's ready to drop me, as if I'm worthless, tainted. It does feel like I've nothing to look forward to, to live for. But then I'm here, and you're with me, and I'm very, very lucky to have met someone like you."
He pauses to kiss me, eyes wide open, studying me. As if he wants to read into my mind.