I rest my forehead against his and block out the world around us. “Dylan, when you hurt, I hurt,” I say, repeating the words he once said to me, because they’re one hundred percent true. That’s when it hits me. God, how did I not see it sooner? How did it take so long to figure out that Dylan is my person. He’s the one. He’s my everything. “I’m falling—” “Don’t. Please,” he says, cutting me off. I hadn’t even realized I’d said those words out loud. Was I about to say I was falling in love with him? Am I? I feel a warmth spread up from my chest until it hits my face, and I’m thankful it’s now
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