“I forgive you, Chance.” I squeeze his hand. His eyes glisten as they come back to me. “Shit. Thank you.” Turning, I lean in closer. “Go and be sweet and especially kind to the next girl you love.” I huff out a laugh. “Even if it’s Brooklyn.” “Ava, fuck, I don’t even know what to say…” He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight, and we just do that for a long time.
i'm crying 😭 because this feels like goodbye
