“Do you love her?” he asks bluntly. I know what love is. I felt it for my mother and at one point for my father—sometimes I still do. I feel it towards the guys even though I’ve never spoken those words out loud to any of them. I’m aware of what it feels like. But nothing feels like Sage does. I’ve never experienced anything like her in my life, and it makes this question difficult. “I don’t know what it is I feel towards Sage.” Lightning strikes hard, shaking the ground. “But whatever it is, it’s mine.”
