Every inch of me throbbed as I took him in, every molecule attuned to the wild beat of my heart yearning for him. How strange and powerful it was, the way knowing changed my every atom from yesterday to today. I knew I could never go back to before when he was just my best friend’s dad. Just my sort-of friend. Just Hen. Now, I’d never think of him or see him without a wish attached to his name.
