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I’d love to forget it happened too. I’m just not
sure I can when the proof it did is staring back at me every time I look in the mirror.
All I know is how I feel—as
I want to give myself to her until there is nothing left of me.
“That’s because we’re meant to be together,” he says softly.
My voice is hushed as I meet his eye. “I think…no matter what universe we land in, we land there together.”
he’s the person I’ve waited my entire life to find.
Except spending a morning with Quinn was like being exposed to sunlight after an entire lifetime beneath fluorescent lights. I’m not sure, now, that I can be happy with less.
“You’re not doing her any favors, young man,” Dr. Grosbaum says, his voice tight. “Whoever is resetting the timeline will continue to do so until she gets what she wants from your wife. If the resets don’t kill her in the first place, that is.” “Quinn is not my wife.” Dr. Grosbaum throws his pen down in disgust. “And she never will be if the two of you refuse to listen.”
We look up at the same moment and for a millisecond she is a stranger. A breathtaking stranger with the most extraordinary gray eyes, going wide
the sight of me. It’s her astonishment that jars my memory:
It’s never going to be fair to anyone I date, to any woman I end up with.
Because I will always be wishing I was with Quinn instead.
My eyes squeeze tight. I wish I could have that. I wish he was mine.
She is meant to be mine, and somehow today I need to convince her of that.
I don’t know how many lives I’ve lived with him, but it feels a little unfair that I can’t live this one with him too.
“Please come back to me, Quinn.”
“What’s worse than the bad wind is the emptiness of letting nothing in at all,” he said.
Anything would be better than the emptiness I feel right now.
“If you don’t come find me, there will never be a time when I won’t come find you.”
Should I tell him everything? I can’t. It will sound insane, and he’ll never believe me. I figured out the truth months ago and I hardly believe it myself. But I can’t lose him again. “I’m not going to let her separate us,” I promise him quietly. “Not this time.”
“Does this mean you’re mine now?” She smiles up at me. “I think maybe I always was.”
But this is the woman I want to spend my entire life with,
“I somehow found you once in London, and then I found you here, when I didn’t know who you were,” she says. “And nothing can keep me away from you now that I do.”
