"I love you too," she said breathlessly, "though for seven years I tried to convince myself that I did not." Had she ever truly believed that her feelings for Damon were only mere infatuation? She knew now that had been a lie she'd told herself in hopes of sparing her own feelings. Unrequited love was torture; a sort of slow death of the heart she hadn't wished to subject herself to. But as a girl, she'd loved Damon for saving her from an orphan's dismal life, and deep down, she'd never stopped. Now, she loved him as her husband.
Thanks for checking out my Sunday six. :) I hope you'll stop by again tomorrow for the giveaway I'm having in celebration of the release of Demon of Mine. I'll be giving away some cool 'Regency Tea Party' themed prizes, and of course, some books too!