"You did what?" I whispered.
"I'm sorry - I don't love her, I promise. I regard her as a good friend, that's all. Please, please forgive me."
"But ... why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I didn't want to hurt you - you've become so fragile..."
Theseus, I had a right to know," I said. "And I told you about Balthazar, even though I was terrified it was going to be the end of the relationship."
"I know, Sarah, and I'm sorry. But ... I'm not as brave as you. And not half as good."
I looked up at him. I could see pain in his eyes. Pain and love.
"And what were you saying about changing me?"
"You're becoming dependent on my love for you. I can see the way you hated giving in when I asked you to come round my house - it's like I can control you."
"You can," I whispered, averting my eyes. "And never before have I felt so ... weak. When I kissed Jamie, I felt strong. Yes, I'm sure he'd melt me down a little if we were in a relationship together but you ... you're just so much stronger than me. So much better. I could never compare to you because you're an angel while I'm a mere seraph."
"There's nothing 'mere' about you," Theseus murmured.
"But there is! Your superiority is tangible! I love you but it's almost like I'm not meant to. You're definitely out of my league."
"I'm not, Sarah." I could hear the pain in his voice now.
"Look, even you're saying this isn't working for me. Perhaps I should be with Jamie. Jamie... he's always felt like my equal. And I'm strong enough to support him and look after him. I feel ... so much more .... able when I'm around him."
"Sarah, please." I could tell now that he didn't really want me to end this. Despite his concerns, he still loved me.
"I love you, Theseus; I do. But I can't handle you. You're too much." I sighed. "I don't know what to do."
I looked up at him. "Tell me honestly what you think I should do."