“Why is it tattooed on your body?” “As a reminder.” “Of what?” He gave me a sad smile. “Of what I lost.” The tears came back. “Your dreams were my dreams, Tally. I lost them when I lost you.” He hooked a finger under my chin. “Did I lose you?” Yes. It should have been an easy answer. He’d chosen Vivienne. So why couldn’t I say it? Why couldn’t I walk away?
