“Hallie.” I wipe away a rogue tear that falls out of the corner of her eye. “There’s no need to cry about this. I would never expect you to wait for me.” “But I did.” I rear back slightly, my thumb halting mid-stroke of her cheek. “No, you didn’t.” She huffs a laugh, but it sounds as shocked and startled as I feel. “I’ve only ever been with you.” “Why?” “Why did you wait?” she counters. Because I’ve only ever wanted to be with you. My own answer hits me square in the chest, knowing her sentiment is the same.
