And yes, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out this is Dylan’s doing. Ugh, I’m so angry at him for doing it, but…God, Rob sounds so happy. My chest tightens, and I feel a crack in my armor. It’s not the first, if I’m being completely honest, and it terrifies me to think it may not be the last. Sure, we’re friends, but why does he have to be so freaking good to me? “Well, thank you. It was really thoughtful, and I appreciate it. I love you, kid,” Rob says, his voice breaking on the last words,
