“From the way Mollie looks at you, I’d say you’re hard to forget too. Keep doing what you’re doing. Trust yourself. The rest will fall into place.” I hesitate. “And if it doesn’t?” John’s chest rises on an inhale. “Then it wasn’t meant to be. Awful thing to hear, I know. But you can’t hold on too tightly. If you let her go and she doesn’t come back, then we pick up the pieces and do the best we can to help you move on.”
