Iestyn leaned his forehead on his hands with a sigh. “I still don’t- after all the shit we’ve been through, some arsehole is what tipped her over. We dealt with Lucifer- twice! counting you- and she managed to survive that, but this guy? All those months she spent hiding…” He closed his eyes and shook his head, at a loss for what to do or think. “The only time in my life when I thought about letting go was when she was dying in that basement. The thought of living my whole life without her. We slept in the same bed for far longer than was healthy because we needed to be close to each other, and now she wants to leave me behind. I know it’s selfish of me to think of it that way, but I can’t help feeling hurt and scared and and-” He groaned and dropped his head down to bury it in his arms on the table.