It was easy to distrust him then, cold from war, ruthless in deed. He was the worst kind of monster. And she couldn't stop wanting him. - But probably the truth has always been this: Thomas Shelby is a man and a fool, and just like a foolish man in love, he thought he could have everything. [Rated M for language]

Something in the air between the three of us felt different. The fragile hope that we might reconcile had been broken, and I no longer felt the need to interfere. I had chosen my side, for better or worse. 'Paopu or no...' "I'll always choose you."

All his life, all Thomas Shelby has ever seen at the end for himself is a shallow grave. It will happen like this.

And as they shout-whispered at each other, Harry realized that now was the time to tell her.