“So yeah, Savannah, you can stay forever. With me. With my kids. You just have to decide if I’m worth believing in.” The fingers of both my hands curled into the fabric of his shirt, and I sagged against him. “You are the first person I’ve believed in for so long, Ezra, and I’m so scared of it. So scared of how much I ache for you. So scared of how much I need you. So scared of how much I love you.”
