It was shaming to lose so much control of herself that she couldn't even stop crying. Her hands tightened on him and held, grateful for the anchor he'd made himself.
"I don't want to be without you again," she admitted, choking through some of it. "I... I..." Love you. I love you. I never stopped loving you. "Miss you. It's been..." Over a year. Almost a month. "Too long, I have been too long without..." the passion he threw into loving her. And John... Evey knew he cared about her, cared very much. But he had never overwhelmed her with the power of his adoration. John would never have grabbed her up and twirled her in the street. "Without. Aidan, I don't know what to do."
And that wasn't why she came today. He deserved to know what happened to the woman he loved. She'll hadn't meant to put any of this on him. Yet, despite the knowledge that her life wasn't al safe with Aidan, she knew that her heart had always been. She could tell him anything. She didn't have to hold anything back.
Though, right now, she wasn't sure she'd have told him this if she hadn't just crumbled under the weight of knowledge that things were not longer simple between them, and that she may not get to keep him.