You were always just there. I could look at you every day, the same way I can look at the stars every day. I never had to think about how much I wanted to look.” “I don’t—I don’t understand.” Aiden sounded fraught. “What are you saying?” “I love you.” Desperate to avoid any further terrible and painful confusion, frantic to get it all out, Harvard clarified: “I’m in love with you.”
