“I did not lie to you,” he said, not quite understanding why she was so angry about that. “You never once asked who I was. I would have told you if you had asked. You wanted it to be me under that mask, you were just too afraid to find out.”
Why was she making this so hard? They would be happy together, he knew they would be. “You keep lying to me and yourself when you say you don’t feel anything for me. You love me. I love you. I want to be with you.”
Hermod gently rubbed his hands down her arms. “Don’t be afraid of this. I would never abandon you.”