Skylight.

Kyra There we are. I always felt profoundly at peace. (she waits a moment, wanting to be precise.)  I don’t know why. It still seems true to me: if you have a love, which for any reason you can’t talk about, your heart is with someone you can’t admit – not to a single soul except the person involved – then for me, well, I have to say, that’s love at its purest. For as long as it lasts, it’s this astonishing achievement. Because it’s always a relationship founded in trust.

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