“Tyler,” I yell, but he doesn’t respond. He doesn’t even look back at me. I instantly feel sick to my stomach. What am I doing? He’s right. I should just know who I love. I should know who my heart beats for. I should know who I have the strongest connection with. This shouldn’t be such a difficult decision to make because I’ve made it before. And if I don’t figure it out soon, I’m not going to have anyone left to love.
