“I understand,” she said softly. She took his hand, gently holding it in hers, using her thumbs to massage the back of it. She thought of Tim Drake, the only man before Erik that she had cared about....He had been wonderful and perfect and everything and the look on his face when she betrayed him..the hurt she had felt when she had to walk away, knowing he hated her.
It wasn't the same as if he had died, and she knew that, but to lose him forever, to still see him and know that everything had changed between them...it hurt so much and it kept hurting.
“You don't have to let her go, Christian, but you can move on. Wouldn't she want you to be happy?”