Roman
The sky is a sea of stars.
My head is on the grass. My hands are in her hair. Her head is on my chest. Her arms are wrapped around my waist. This is heaven.
"My mom loved you." Juliette whispers. "They all loved you."
And I loved them. They are good people. Happy people. They don't look like bad things ever happen to them. Maybe I'm the only bad thing that's ever happened to them. Maybe that's why I felt so out of place. I felt like I didn't fit. I felt like I didn't deserve to be a part of their family. I felt like I didn't deserve to be with Juliette. It made me wonder if someone like me could ever give her such a lovely family.
"Roman, can I ask you something?"
She looks up at me, nailing her chin on my chest. I nod with a smile.
"Do you think your mom would have loved me?
