“Well, I’m sure no one would miss me and my shit.” “Do not say that!” She squeezes my face. “Don’t you dare say that ever again! Felix would miss you. Mimi. Your brother.” “Oh, Roman probably would throw a party.” “That’s not true, and you know it.” She leans forward, pressing her lips to mine, then pulls back to look me in the eyes. “I would miss you.” My body goes stone-still. “Why?” “Because I’m in love with you,”
