A part of me knows that one more day will do nothing but postpone the heartbreak. But another part of me believes differently. We are born in one day. We die in a day. We can change in one day. And we can fall in love in a day. Anything can happen in a single day.
"What do you think?" I ask Willem. "One more day?"
He does not answer. Instead, he flips me under him. I sink into the cement floor, submitting to his weight. Until something sharp digs into my ribcage.
"Oh!"
Willem reaches under me and pulls out a small metal chisel.
"We should find another place to stay," I tell him. Not with Celine.
"Shh." Willem reassures me with his lips.
Later, after we've taken our time, exploring every hidden fold of each other's bodies, after we've kissed and licked and whispered and laughed until
