“I love you, Molly. Not for the promises you intended to keep or for the things your platform could have provided, but for you. For who you are right now.” She stared at me and then shook her head. “Silas, I just lost your chance at a million dollars.” “I love you.” I spoke the words again, relief intermixed with conviction. There were so many solutions we didn’t have, and yet, this was one answer I knew for certain. Her pained features morphed into a look I couldn’t quite identify. “But love shouldn’t be forced to live in our disappointments and loss.” “It’s not forced to live there—it
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