I had to clutch a hand over my chest because it felt like it was going to split open. Not a second had passed. It hadn’t been six months since I’d seen her, it was a heartbeat. A flicker. This is the thing nobody tells you about The One. How they’re timeless. How the moment they pop up again you’re right back in it, right where you left off. I was darted through the heart, hit by the truck, my brain taking the screenshot.
