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It’s freeing. It’s a relief. And before we hit the door, my fingers loosen around the sparkly heels in my hand. I drop them like Cinderella and step out into a dull November afternoon, with my palm pressed tight against Jasper’s.
Already crying
And watching her comfort Harvey right now, I let myself admit that the way I love Sloane might not be how one friend loves another at all.
The dating scene had turned into my own real-life version of one of those Wish.com memes. I kept placing an order for Jasper Gervais and the universe kept sending me these laughable cheap-ass knockoffs.
It doesn’t matter that my love for him is pathetic and tragically unrequited. It just is. The sky is blue. The grass is green. And I’ve loved Jasper Gervais from the first day I laid eyes on him.
That’s a special hell. One I have no intention of living in because I’ve given my demons enough of myself already—they can’t have her too.
My brain might be in bitch mode, but my heart? My heart is in slut mode.
Because I know he’ll never turn me down. I’ve learned that where Jasper Gervais is concerned, he’ll do absolutely anything to keep me happy.
