“Michael,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. “I’m falling in love with you.” He blinked, pale skin in the darkness, his eyes wide and shining like a galaxy. “Bry . . .” “You don’t have to say anything,” I blurted out. “I just wanted you to know. My friends could tell. I’m different with you. I’m better. I was at the bar, watching you laugh with them, and I just needed to tell you how I feel. So there it is. I’m in love with you, but I don’t expect anything in return. That’s not why—” “I’m falling in love with you too,” he said, and my entire body thrilled at his words. “I think I loved you
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