Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t jealousy. I wanted nothing but happiness for them, but maybe it was the first time I’d wanted someone to hold me that closely, to look at me just like Jason was looking at Olive. His fingers were playing with her hair as Olive’s head rested against his chest. Eyes closed. There was no music. Nothing but the two of them in the world. So, for a brief moment, I wanted the same for myself.
