He’s staring down at James on the doorstep, and for a moment I actually believe that James is real, but then I remind myself that this is all in my head, and I let out a snort. “It’s not real.” “Leah,” Seb says again. This time he looks up at me with sad eyes, and I can’t bear the pity. “It is real. I’m going to phone the police.” “You’re not real either.”
this is breaking my heart :(
