It’s easier, I guess, when no one knows who I am. I can almost pretend I’m someone else as I reach for Will and press my body to his, burying my face in his neck. But I don’t want to be anyone else, I decide as his arms come around me, holding me tight. His voice is in my ear, and it’s all, “Way, Way, Way.” No. I don’t want to be anyone else but me. But his.
😭😭😭😭😭😭
