"Trophies. Was that all I - it was to you? What did you think, that you could just take things and that I would never find out?" Anatoly lashed out, feeling used and humiliated. He'd fallen in love, the very thing he'd swore he'd never do again. He'd thought Lex had felt the same... but it seemed he'd been wrong. Very wrong.

"I thought... I thought better of you."