I asked the model to close her eyes and think of something or someone that she loved above all things.
Feelings are complicated things. Especially love.
There are many types of love, some are complicated, unnameable - not so easy to pin down as romantic or familial love.
All loves are a gift, and all loves are tenuous and fragile - even when they are strong. They cannot exist in a vacuum, without being fed, and they most certainly cannot exist without trust.
When you take someone for granted, when you take advantage, and when you lie - feelings can turn to ashes before you know it, and then they are gone, often forever.
Once the worst part is over - the pain, only a void remains.
People move on. Even the saps.