But I remember watching Dahlia run out of that bar and wanting nothing more than to have something—anything—to tie me to her again, only to find her standing in the center of my business, needing my help. I find out she lives with my brother, that she works for me, as if the universe took every tiny string and created a massive knot, placing me right at the center of it. I’m entirely caught up in her, entwined, and I don’t want to be untangled.
