At one point, Amy leans forward and makes us remember we’re not alone in our own world when she gushes, “You know, there is something to be said about two people who find each other time and time again. No matter what the situations they end up in or how far apart they become, they always come back to each other. Those are the people who have a little thing called fate on their side. Those are the kind of people I envy.” She paused then sighed dreamily. “It’s almost like the world is saying, stop separating, you are meant to be together.”
Connor and I only exchanged looks, and I almost convince myself that his look appeared as monstrously sad as mine. Almost. Riley just pulled her back and laughed while brushing her off by calling her a hopeless romantic. She rolls her eyes and smiles at
