Chapter 20 I Can't Let You Go, No You Can't Be Without Me

• Alexander walked up and down the lawn in the cool of the evening. He felt feverish, sick, and hurt. He couldn't understand how hurt he was or why he felt hurt. He tried to stop thinking, but his mind was in a world of its own.
• The thoughts kept coming. What haunted him the most? Were Lily's eyes, the way she looked when she stepped out on the terrace, the look of hurt she had so carefully tried to mask. I must be out of my senses, he muttered, ruffling his hair.
• He couldn't understand his own feelings. He couldn't even understand the motive behind some of the things he said or did, and yet he could see through her, read her. Who was he kidding?