“I think it’s time I tell you about Enzo and me,” he says with final conviction, though there was a sadness in his gaze when he mentioned Enzo’s name,
and Myra finds herself instinctively reaching out to touch him with a reassuring squeeze to Jorah's hand.
It gives Jorah the courage to trust enough to continue as he nods, “Enzo and I were lovers and have been for a long time, and our love was so unreal, Myra; we had only each other after the wars,” he mutters, and Myra could see the sheer fondness and heartbreak mixed in his gaze.
“He told me he’d wait until I finished establishing my practice; he and Draven helped me through it, and he was there for me every step of the way,” he sniffled.
“So what happened? I can’t understand why someone you loved just acted like that to you last nig
