How was I going to do this?
How was I going to tell the woman who I had spent lifetimes loving, the woman who I had literally kidnapped from her home in order to get her to fall in love with me, that I had somehow managed to fall in love with someone else? What was I going to say to justify what I did? Because I actually couldn't think of a single thing that was going to make it possible for her to accept what I had done. I was going to make a mess of everything. And I was going to be the only one to blame for it.
But this was what I had signed up for when I had come down here. I had already made the choice between the two of them, and the choice hadn't been Persephone. There was no point in suddenly feeling guilty for what I was going to do, just because I could now see her reaction.