HU:

It's been two days. Two days of Ginger explaining everything to me, and yes, it makes sense, but somehow I still cannot believe it. The thought that she is mine. That should be enough to silence every storm in my chest, but it doesn't.

I find myself even more troubled than I was, and each moment we spend together, I keep looking at her like she's made of glass, like if I blink too long, she'll vanish. I wanted her more than anything.

I fought for her in ways I'd never fought for anyone. ...