Dove
"It wasn't like that," he defended gently, "I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. I had fallen in love with you by then. I had gotten so used to having you by my side that the thought of losing you made me sick to my stomach. Yet a part of me felt loyal to my husband. We had been together for so long. He had been with me when it felt like my world fell apart. It would have been wrong to toss him aside when I was at my peak."
"But I was disposable," I glared at him. "Bucky you could have told me the truth then!"
"I wanted to at the gallery but then I just- Dove you're not easy to break up with."
"Because of my face?" I cried, "You used me Danilo. I think if you're going to tell me that you're married you should tell me who your husband is. I deserve to know who I had a helping hand in hurting so that the day I meet him I can apologize."
"Dove, I can't," he stressed.
