“I’ll see you tomorrow in the City of Light,” said Armand. A beat. “And I am happy for you, that you’re with Louis.” I sighed. I wanted to say we all love one another. We all have to love one another. If you and I and Louis don’t love one another after all we’ve been through, well, then all our powers mean nothing, and our dreams mean nothing, and so we have to love one another. And maybe I did say this silently and he heard it, but I doubted it.
