FINN
I look at my reflection in the mirror, avoiding my eyes. I was afraid of what I would see. Of what I wouldn’t. The twins proved that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and I’m afraid I’ll be looking at a hollow.
I’m wearing a suit, just like I promised Alex I would for our first date. A date we’ll never have. There are still so many things I wanted to do with him. Places to visit. Movies to watch. Songs to listen to. They’re all meaningless now.
I grip the edge of the sink. He’s really gone. Somewhere in the Chao Phraya River, or the Gulf of Thailand. With no body to mourn. He wanted me to let him go, but how can I? We were almost there. The crush I harbored for him many years ago finally came to fruition. Him loving me back was something I thought wasn’t possible. Alex, the guy
