



Have you suffered in my absence?“ I asked, looking back at the altar.
Very soberly he answered, "It was pure hell.”
I didn’t reply.
“Each risk you take hurts me,” he said. “But that is my concern and my fault.”
“Why do you love me?” I asked.
“You know, you’ve always known. I wish I could be you. I wish I could know the joy you know all the time.”
“And the pain, you want that as well?”
“Your pain?” He smiled. “Certainly. I’ll take your brand of pain anytime, as they say.”
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