“He looked at me for a moment, seemingly stunned. “You love her.” I scoffed, but it sounded weak in my ears. “Please. I don’t even know what love is.” “I don’t either, but if I had to make a bet, I’d bet it was this – letting go of someone with the knowledge that you’d be miserable without them. You say you’re selfish, but you’re doing the selfless thing here.” “It doesn’t feel like I am.” It felt like I was breaking apart at the seams.”