“You know what I mean, Harper. You’re brave and smart and kind and funny, and whether or not you believe it, you’re spontaneous, too, in your own way.” She opens her mouth to speak, but I shake my head, stopping her. “And even if you weren’t, even if you were the most predictable person, even if you planned your outfits and meals and fucking bathroom breaks a year out, I’d still be wild for you.”
