I wonder if every decision I’ve ever made was leading me to you,” she said, and my hammer slipped out of my hand. I didn’t even hear it hit the floor. “I know mine led me to you,” I said quietly. I’d never been more sure of anything—the discovery in the cellar only confirmed it. Collins came into my life exactly when I needed her—when I needed something to hope for and something to push me forward, and she did that for me years before I met her on that stormy night.
