She nodded a little. "I don't begin to fool myself into thinking I can ever fill the shoes that your wife did. I don't expect you'll ever love me the way that you loved her, but I know I can't ever love you the way I loved Robbie. Liadian and I are two entirely different women and you and Robbie two entirely different men. There's no possible way to love two people in the same exact way, but I think it's possible to love more than once." she allowed. It was really the first time she'd let herself entertain such a thought, but it certainly felt good to let herself be open to it.
"I like you, Cath." she said, giving him a little smile. "And I feel drawn to you in a way I can't explain. And I like the way you make me feel. I've spent a year letting myself pretend that I died when Robbie did, but I'm alive and I'm tired of torturing myself. I deserve more than a shell of an existence. And Amy deserves a mother who'll let herself be happy."