“I love you.” Reed tried in vain to erase my tear stains with his desperate kisses. But they’d carved holes. Left scars. “I love you, Halley,” he gritted out. “I’ll never stop.” We lowered to a nearby bench, and he scooped me into his lap, cradling me as all the light was sucked from the night sky. That was where we stayed for another hour. Weeping and wishing. Delaying another painful goodbye.
