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Because the way Dylan loves me makes me want to love myself for the first time.
“Give me everything you got, Sierra, and I’ll show you how much I’d carry for you.”
But the love I feel for Sierra is different. It’s the rhythm of my heart, the air I breathe—it’s the love I hold closest. It’s simple, never fragmented, and it comes with only one condition: I’ll love her as long as she lets me, and probably forever after that—even if she doesn’t feel the same. This love isn’t about kisses or hand-holding or even sex. It’s something deeper, something that lives in my bones, earned through what I do, not just what I say.
“I support that,” Summer says, walking over to us. “The Ferris wheel is good luck.”
I wonder why Summer??? Wink wink
“I know I don’t have many firsts to give you, but I want you to be my last. No matter what. I love you too, Sierra.”
“Didn’t know I had you on such a tight leash.” “That’s how I like it.”
“That’s not fair. I don’t care about the performance! I care about you.”
I feel like I’ve found a place where I can land safely. Forever.
“Is that supposed to deter me? You could carve my heart out and I’d still come crawling back.”
Scarlett is holding Whiskers while tossing popcorn into Kian’s mouth.
“That was off the ground?” Kian stares at Scarlett. Scarlett gives a sheepish smile. “Sorry, I didn’t want to waste food.”
I let myself breathe in her cherry scent. And this, right here, it’s home.
Like we’re not just in a house. We’re finally home.
