“and all I want to do is walk into his arms. I want to drown my worries in his embrace. I want him to say something totally unlike himself, about things being okay.”
“I wasn’t kind, Jude. Not to many people. Not to you. I wasn’t sure if I
wanted you or if I wanted you gone from my sight so that I would stop feeling
as I did, which made me even more unkind. But when you were gone—truly
gone beneath the waves—I hated myself as I never have before.”