Bourne sighed deeply, closing his eyes. "You're right. It's not fair."

Was that what had happened? Had the woman he'd so loved for her spirit and fire become shackles around his feet, preventing him from moving forward with his life? He'd known so little but anger and hate for so long, and suppressed enjoying other people's company for fear that he'd get them killed too if he got too close.

God. If Marie were here, she'd slap him silly.

The thought was almost funny.