Paris is Always a Good Idea

by Jenn McKinlay

“You’re not going to find love with one of your exes. You need to find someone suited to who you are today.” “Like you?” I scoffed. “Yes,” he said. He reached out and pulled me close. “Exactly like me.”

“Because I fell in love with you on the other side of your greatest loss, your deepest grief,” he said. “I fell for the strong, determined, driven woman who you’ll always be, and I love you exactly as you are.” I felt my throat get tight. He cupped my chin, bringing my gaze up to his. “Chelsea, you’re trying so hard to be who you were before your mother died,” he said. “But you can’t be her. That woman died with your mom.”