“I’m in love with you. I think I have been since we met, or soon after.” He waits for a beat, but I stand there, words floating just out of my reach. “You don’t have to say anything right now. I had to say it because I can’t hold on to it any longer, but you don’t have to. You’re it for me. If it’s not you, it’s no one. Not anymore. And I’m such an idiot, I’d probably wait nine more years for you to figure it out.”
