“It means that all this time we’ve been pretending to be in love, I’ve gone and fallen in love for real. Every time I had to hold your hand, I wanted to hold it. Every time you kissed me in front of people so they’d see, I’d been dying to feel your lips. Everything I’ve done for you as your fake boyfriend has been because I wanted to do it as your real one.” He reaches out and grips my face. “I don’t want to fake it anymore, Mia. I’m done pretending I don’t love you.”
