All tangled together.
“I don’t know what this is anymore,” I admitted. “And I don’t think we can pretend everything’s fine.”
She nodded.
“But maybe… when all of this is truly over… we can figure out what’s left.”
“Fair,” she said softly.
I looked at her. “But if there’s ever a next time… we don’t keep secrets like this.”
Her eyes filled, but she didn’t argue.
She just shifted closer, her shoulder brushing mine.
And for the first time since everything fell apart—
I didn’t feel completely alone.
