I hadn’t allowed myself to think much about revealin’ our relationship to Cleo until I’d decided to do it this mornin’, but thinkin’ on it now, it was obvious Cleo’d only ever be happy for us. The kinda friendship those girls shared was somethin’ sacred, without jealousy or bitterness or regret to bog it down. And my girl loved me as much as I loved her. We wanted the moon and the stars and the sky for each other. She’d even realized before me that I had that already in Mei.
