EVELYN
“I thought I could move on without you,” he said, stepping forward with his voice hoarse like it had traveled through every night he stayed up thinking about me.
“But you make my heart feel incomplete, Evie. Like a song with a lost final note. Like a story that stops before the last page. I swear, I’ve tried. I’ve gone on dates, I’ve tried to move on, I’ve told myself you’re just a chapter that would close. But no one else makes my chest ache in a good way. No one else makes me forget how to breathe just by walking beside me.”
He paused, swallowing the emotion thick in his throat.
“Evie, even when I was mad, you were still my person. You were the first thing I thought about in the morning and the last name I whispered at night. And no matter how many ways I tried to let go, loving you was the one thing I couldn’t quit.”
I blinked, pinching myself. Maybe it was my instinct, but his words wouldn't stop banging in my ears.
“Like I’ve been breathing wrong since you walked away.
