"Three months and change, before we met," he admits steadily. "In Harper's Hill. We found her body in the hospital morgue."

At least there's one thing to say for himself, that he's actually fucking having the difficult conversation. He'll be lucky if Charlie doesn't break something on him, but telling James about Bella and John about Faroe had bitten him as well, so. He loses whether he keeps his secrets or not.

Maybe he should just accept that and let go, really. Instead of trying so hard and losing anyway, no matter what.