I heard every word between you. I knew you could take care of yourself, and yet...

I heard every word between you. I knew you could take care of yourself, and yet … " He went back to his pie, swallowing a bite before continuing. "And yet I found myself deciding that if you took his hand, I would find a way to live with it. It would be your choice." I sipped from my wine. "And if he had grabbed me?"
There was nothing but uncompromising will in his eyes. "Then I would have torn apart the world to get you back.