"Don't," Ronan warns. He can't have Bryde thrown in his face right now, not so soon after everything. He's already standing on the edge of a cliff, trying not to look down. "This isn't us and you know it. I wanted to be more with you, Hennessy, not less."

It's all he ever wanted. Why couldn't she see that?

"Does this feel as good as you imagined? Did you reach nirvana? How's this big fucking nothing treating you?"