Finn takes my hand and pulls me closer to him. “I wanted to talk to you. I know you might have a few regrets about how—” Before he can continue, I put my fingers to his lips. Because the truth is, I don’t regret what happened with Finn two nights ago in the hammock (and on the hood of his car the next morning). I don’t regret what happened on my rooftop years back. Or really, any single moment between us—I’ve only ever wanted more of them. My only regrets are the things I didn’t say, mistakes I didn’t let myself make. I know now that all my bitterness and frustration with Finn over the years
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Very glad Emma is having internal growth and revelations about her feelings. Praying she holds Finn accountable for his actions though. Love can blind people and I just really hope she doesn't let him off the hook too easy. That he at least own up to how he hurt her and properly repent.

