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I don’t even knohat else to say I’ the trip, but I feel relieved, too, like I’ It feels really good to tell you this

I love you,

Millie

For eleven days I’ve read her es and let thee her betrayal caused, but I can’t stay away any past the counter If I was asked to recount the drive from my place to hers, I would describe only a blur of scenery punctuated at the end by the high-pitched squeal ofto a stop in her driveway

I can barely pull in a deep breath, and when she opens the door in her paja, I think I stop breathing entirely

She doesn’t say anything before she bursts into tears, and melts into me when I wrap my arms around her

Chapter seventeen

millie

It’s about twenty , but throughout all the sobbing, and hiccupping, and senseless babble, Reid guides me inside, pulls us down onto the couch, and holds me When he presses a kiss to the top of my head, it just makes me cry harder

He’s here, at two in the ht over It es—just like I hoped—and that I wasn’t just throwing my words into the vast internet void

It alsoI told him in my last note He read what I said about Anna, andhooing tome what he’s decided Relief is in the distance—even if he tells me he needs toout of his arms, and wipe at my face with the bottom of my pajama top When I drop it, I realize I’ve just flashed my underboob at Reid He blinks up to ives a wicked half so off in my belly “No red silk”

“I hoped you’d rehtens into so more pensive—but thankfully still fond—and he reaches out to tuck my insane hair behind es, but after the one you sent tonight, I had to coiven it to me, and I don’t want to mess this up Sure, it’s easier to write all this to the computer and hit SEND, but the important piece happens when he’s this close to s in ht noould you want hiht here

“I really missed you,” I say simply

An easy start Baby steps

I watch his ue slips out and is drawn across his lower lip “Iair, I pull my attention away and study the rest of his face He’s stubbly, and his eyes are a little hollow, like he’s gone for a long run without drinking enough water On instinct, I lift my hand and press it to his cheek “You did?”

He nods “I aluess it’s okay that you didn’t I had—have—soaze back and forth betweento read me His brow furrows “You okay, Mills?”

I shake my head, and my chin wobbles “Not really”

At his worried frown, I start crying again What is with , sobbingto focus on Reid’s reaction helps: he seems completely unfazed by the tears and snot and hiccups