I was thisclose to breaking up with him, but that doesn’t erase the fact that we still had a life together. I mean, you feel close to somebody when you brush your teeth next to them twice a day, you know?”
“It feels so weird to have no closure. And usually I think closure is such a schmaltzy word, like who really needs it? But to go from thinking that everything is fine to having my life completely upended . . . well, I guess I’d just like to know why.”
Warmth blossoms in my chest as though Sam himself had just smiled at me instead of a silly emoji, and I’m still sitting there, grinning like an idiot at my phone, when Faith knocks on the doorjamb.
“And Marisa and I got in a fight because she wanted to tell everyone that we’re together.” “And you don’t?” “No. That’ll just make it weird when we break up.” I tilt my head. “Sorry, I thought you just said ‘when we break up.’” “Everyone breaks up,” Faith says defensively. “It’s inevitable.”
Me tbh
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