“Thank you Jonah.”
He lowers his head at the break in my voice. I ignore the moisture in his eyes and pretend that mine don’t sting.
“For what?” he whispers.
“For showing me that people can change. Even if it is one person out of a million.”
What am I supposed to do?
I can’t lose her, not completely. She’s right; our split was inevitable. But not like this. Not forever. And part of me was hoping… maybe not at all. Maybe something would change at the last minute – isn’t that how things usually happen for me? For us?