"God, so am I," Henry breathed. "I would have been in LA with Alfie. And no friends. No one who really cares about me. I was thinking about putting distance between us, but I would have been miserable." Anything without Iestyn was miserable. "And of course I know what you mean," Henry said, offering Iestyn a small smile. He turned to kiss Iestyn's hair as they walked.
"It's- It's weird to think that- I am not grateful for what he did to me. To us. But the fact that he did means we- It feels weird to both hate that it happened, and feel like he did us a favour. In a way."