FINN
I still feel like I’m tripping.
But it makes so much sense. I replaced the image of two months’ worth of memories with Zander to Alex, and I don’t think I’d accept any other explanation.
It’s hard to believe that my years of pining have paid off. This was my dream. To love Alex and to be loved back. I thought I was losing my mind, falling in love with my best friend. But it turns out it was Alex all along. How freaking awesome is that?
I am driving Scoopy Doo as slow as I can with Alex behind me. His arms are around my torso, the side of his head against my back. I know he is smiling.
“I’m glad that you know now,” Alex says.
“Me too.”
“Are you happy that it was me all along?”
I smile. “I told you, didn’t I? I’m very, very happy.”
“Good. I just wanted to hear it again. You’re
