Chapter 37

“I won’t say anything reckless. Listen to me, please.”

“I can’t, Davinder.” Contradicting emotions rolled over me. “I really can’t.”

“You’re right.” He made a move to leave.

Who was I kidding? I grabbed his elbow. “Okay, tell me. I don’t care. I think I need to know.”

“You love this guy?” His voice was barely above a whisper. “I mean, you’re with him?”

“Yes, I’m with him, whatever that means.”

“But do you love him?”

If I answered yes, I’d put an end to this. But I couldn’t lie to him. “No, I don’t.” I’d been with Vassilios for ten months and had faked it all that time. “I’m not proud of myself, I’ll tell you that much.”

“We do what we can to survive.”

“At the expense of others? Vassilios is a good man and—”

“But he isn’t me.”

“You’re so full of yourself.” I turned away.

Davinder stopped me by standing in front of me. “But he isn’t me,” he repeated.

No, Vassilios wasn’t Davinder. Wasn’t the man I burned for. The man I loved.