Bard: (thinking) He just hugged me... What was that thing that I was feeling? Love? The last time that I was hugged was before Anna, Jacob, William and Katherine died. We all went for a family portrait at a studio. I feel loved. Finny is filling the sad, empty space in my heart for 4 peoples worths. That's only something that a wife would do right? (realization) Do I...love Finny? I mean I love him like a friend, of course. But as a...? I know it's...abnormal but is loving him really wrong? He's nice to me. Am I mistaking friendship for love?