“I want to know what your plan is to fix this mess between you and Sloane.” His entire face transforms at the sound of her name, and I want to kick myself for having gone the last decade and some change without seeing it. The longing. The angst. The love. God, they’re both so far gone for each other. Sloane can’t even talk about him without her eyes taking on this far-away look, like she’s daydreaming about what could have been.
