This is my social face,” he said lightly. “Don’t confuse it with the animal beneath.
Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in this world but that you live. Can you do that for me? Can you live?
Do you love me Hero?” His pale green eyes were full of torment. “Do you love me like I love you?
Finally he turned his head toward her face and brushed a kiss over her cheek. “I love you and I believe with all my heart that you love me as well. Why can’t you say it, Hero?
He looked down at her as he eased from the bed. Why such a creature of light and love and life should have come to him, he could not fathom. But he was grateful. Very grateful.
Still, it was a sad state of the world that people judged others not by the best that they could be but by the worst thought in their own hearts.