“Don’t let this define your life, Lucy. Make every moment count. Find love, hold onto it, and don’t ever let the fear allow it to slip through your fingers.” He squeezes my hand, his expression softening. “I’m happy now…with Angie. I haven’t moved on, but I’ve moved forward. And I think that’s all we can ever do. We store the past away, seal it up tight and carry it with us, but we don’t live in it anymore. We learn from it. That’s how we keep going,”
