“They’re supposed to be different steps, right? Falling in love and being in love? I thought you fell for a long while before you loved, but that’s bullshit, isn’t it?” I snapped my eyes open to stare at blackness, flattening my shaking hands against the door. “Why do they even call it falling when it’s jumping? It’s jumping from one death-defying stunt to the next and just praying you land on your feet.”
