Now, I can go on the tour without worrying about him. It’s only for three weeks, but it would have felt like an eternity if he were still in bad shape. I don’t know why or how this kid got under my skin like he did, especially after all that he’s done. I couldn’t turn my back on him, knowing everyone else has. He’s become like a little brother to me.

“How is he?” Sloane asks, closing her book and turning to me as I get in the car. Her concern for Ethan amazes me, too. She doesn’t have to care. Probably shouldn’t care. But she does.

‘He’s a Rhapsody student. He’s one of mine,’ she had said, and I love that about her.

Add it to the list. I love everything about her.

“He’s good,” I say, kissing her cheek and starting the engine. “He’s real good.”

We head north, back to L.A. Back to our lives and our future together. I don’t want to think about the next three weeks I’ll be without her. I don’t want to imagine any time without her.

Shit. I can’t even remember my life before her.

If that’s not love, I don’t fucking know what is.

–THE END–

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