“I told your mom that I love you.” I can’t help the smile that slowly slides across my lips, or the way the skin around my eyes creases at the corners. Fuck, that feels good to hear. Of course, I already knew that Hallie loved me, but the words sound like music to my ears after not having the privilege of hearing them for six years. Like a form of music that I wish actually was a song, just so I could add it to our playlist.
