to his words. “And the plan is everything, right?” A new thing she’d learned about him in the past twenty-four hours.
“Yes, Leah, the plan is damn well everything,” he said, each syllable rough and hard. “How do you navigate life without one?”
“Follow your heart. Your passions...”
“Passion,” he spat, as though the word tasted terrible on his tongue, “is the single most destructive element in life I can think of.”
“You don’t feel passion?”
“I deny it.”
“Not even for Rachel?”
He shook his head, dark eyes blank. “For nothing. For no one.”
“I thought you loved her.”
“What does that have to do with passion?” he asked.
“Everything.”
He shook his head. “That’s where you’re wrong, Leah. Passion is all about self. All about pleasing yourself. And that path...that path can get very dark.”
And then Ajax turned and walked out of the room, and the last bit of fantasy and mist that had hung before her eyes evaporated.
There was nothing more than cold reality and the realization that the man she’d thought she’d known for most of her life was nothing more than a stranger.
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