Deep End

by Ali Hazelwood

I can be brave. I can be anything for noodles.

not good at hiding anything, Scarlett. I could tell when you didn’t know I existed, and I could tell when you became aware of me.”

A little hungry, too, he said upstairs. But I think it’s more than a little. I think I might be ravenous.

Maybe I thought about you after what we did. Maybe I find you interesting. Maybe I like you without being liked back. I refuse to be ashamed.

“Because sometimes I can’t breathe when you’re around.”

“Sometimes I’m afraid that this is the best thing I’ll ever have. For the rest of my life.”

“In the palm of your hand, Scarlett. From the very start.”