“When I close my eyes, I see you. Every fucking time. Whether there is a dandelion in my hand or I’m sitting in my car or I’m on a jobsite. I. See. You. It’s always been you. When I tattooed this flower on my body beside Ride or Die, it was because I knew then what I was too afraid to say aloud.” “What?” My voice shook as tears streamed down my face. “That I love you. I’ve always loved you. These last few months—this is what I’ve been wishing for. She’s standing right in front of me.”
