It hurts to tell someone you love them and not hear them say it back. But I'd still say it to Cato a million times. I've returned to his bed every night. The fire between us is so hot that a hurricane couldn't douse the flames. He's faithful to me even when he owes me nothing. We're having a little girl together, and his big hand rests on my stomach in the hope he'll feel her little kick. To someone on the outside, we would look...