" She's proud of you. She said so herself. And she knows you deserved a chance to be happy. I know that, too" I added. " I just wish Henry could look at me the way he looks at you." Persephone wrapped her fingers around mine. " You should be glad he doesn't. When he looks at me, he hurts. But when he sees you..." She smiled faintly " He has hope. I'm not surprised you don't notice it. It took me a while to read him, too. I spent thousands of years with him though, and I know that look. I saw it the day we got married. You don't forget the first time someone looks at you like that. "