"Don't be deceived, Emma," Damon said violently. "I'm not letting you go because I feel sorry for you. I'm letting you go because I have no intention of losing my self-respect over a little cheat like you."
It didn't seem to matter any more what his reasons were. Emma knew only that she needed him now—more than at any other time of her life. The love she had felt for him when she was seventeen had not died. It had deepened. And today her love for him was that of a woman. Could she ever make him realize how she really felt about him?
