“Truthfully, though?” I look down at my fidgeting hands, laughing to myself. “Vincent, I wouldn’t care if I was the only reason. Is that bad? It’s bad, isn’t it? It’s selfish. I know it is. But this girl, Vincent.” I run my hand over my eyes again and move it to my open mouth then my chin, laughing into my palm. “She has me so completely, and the only thing I can compare it to is the way you said Alyssa hit your heart. Like there’s nothing too crazy, too far, too much...”
