“It’s already too late for me. Wren, I love you. I do. I’ve loved you for…” He trails off with a half-chuckle. “Fuck, I think I’ve loved you since that night at the party. I loved you even when I shouldn’t have. Even when I swore I hated you. It’s a love I haven’t come back from, and I know I never will. It’s a love that no longer gives a fuck about anything but you.”
