"One question – do you love him?"
"That's ridiculous …"
Do I love him … what a stupid question! Of course I don't. He's a … well … a he. I can't love a man, it's not possible. It's an abomination as well. To lie with another man is a sin against God.
Ridiculous notion. Of course I don't love him. He's attractive, yes, there's no denying that … and that voice is magical … and he carries himself so well too …
No. no, I can't be. I just can't. What would people think about me? I'd be ostracised completely, I'd be an outcast, I'd be committing a terrible sin. We both will. We'll both be outcasts and we'll both be sinners. Both of us. Together.
Oh God. I can't be in love with a man, I just can't. He's a man. He's got a penis, for God's sake. We can't both of us have a penis. It just wouldn't work. It would just be anatomically, physically impossible. Wouldn't it?
Wouldn't it?
No, this can't be happening. I can't be in love with him.
But I am.
Oh God.
This can't be happening. This is … it's just WRONG!
But … somehow … for some reason … it just feels … right.
Do I love him?
"… yes."