[He'd maybe convinced himself it wasn't the case, or, that you didn't love him quite THIS deeply as what he just felt]
Just now. I felt it. [And it couldn't have been anyone else, but,] It felt--
[too much.
Nothing like it would be if it were Aramis or himself. Certainly not Constance. And he can't imagine that Anne loves Athos. Who else here knows who he is?]