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I promised her I’d come. And for Sloane I keep every promise, no matter how badly they hurt.
Plus, I remember how Sloane looks at a man when she really wants him. And she isn’t looking at her fiancé the way she used to look at me.
Her life is in shambles, and she’s still here comforting other people. Sloane is selfless. She might not look it, but she’s strong. She’s a got a huge heart. A gentle soul. And watching her comfort Harvey right now, I let myself admit that the way I love Sloane might not be how one friend loves another at all.
His lips twitch as he watches me closely. “I love the way your brain works, Sunny.”
“That’s probably what you tell all the girls, Gervais.” “Nah, Sunny. You’re my only girl.”
Everything in the world feels wrong. But standing here with Sloane in my arms feels right.
She looks different than I’ve ever seen her. Or maybe it’s just the way I’m seeing her now.
I’m too tired to focus on anything other than how the water is the exact color of Sloane’s eyes. I was wrong about the sky. I was wrong about the eggshell. It’s the glacier lake. I see her everywhere.
My last moment and she would never know what she is to me. How much she is to me. That she’s it for me. And that’s just fucking insane. Like a waste. Like for a man who knows loss so intimately, why would I ever set myself up to lose something so precious?
“Times have changed, Sloane. I’m not scared anymore. You’re not my fucking friend. You’re just mine
Because no matter what else is going on in the world, everything is better with her in my arms.
