He said he had not expected to fall in love.

Then he winced at the phrase, perhaps realizing how cheap it sounded coming from a man who had cheated and threatened me.

‘You were good to me,’ he said.

‘Some of that relationship was real.’

‘It was real for me,’ I answered.

‘That is the part you don’t get to redefine now.’

He stared at his coffee.

‘I know.’