Three little words.
She never thought three syllables of the English language could cause so much pain.
She should have seen it coming. She shouldn't have been so stupid. Did she really honestly believe that he would choose her? Did she really think that he could ever look at her the way he looks at her, trust her the way he trusts her, love her the way he loves her?
She knew the answer from the very beginning, but she tried anyways. Didn't she deserve something good for once in her life? He was as good as it got.
Well, he wasn't Goodwin, but she had learned to take what you were given. Even if it meant settling for less. Even if it meant giving yourself to a man who considered being with you as settling for less. He had to settle for her, even though it was clear that she was not who he wanted…