“So, if you want me to give it all up—if that's what it will take for me to get you back—then say the words. I'll take your hand and walk right out that door. I swear to God.” A tear slips out and rolls down her cheek. “You don't know what you're saying.” “No, babe.” I shake my head. “That's where you're wrong, because for the first time, I know exactly what I want. I’ve had you, and I’ve had my dream, and I know which one I want more.”
