“You know I love you, too, right?” came my whispered reply as I clenched my eyes shut and forced myself to be brave. “Too much.” He was quiet for the longest time, so long that I was beginning to think the conversation, at least for him, was over, but then his trembling hand moved to cover mine. Excitement sparked to life inside of me and I was certain I had never grabbed a hand as quickly as I grabbed this particular boy’s hand. In fact, not only was I holding on to Hugh’s hand for dear life, but I was also squeezing the hell out of it.
