“Bambi…” “I saw you together. She… she’s beautiful. That’s about her you were talking, right?” Jill Sanders, your favorite.” Zoey’s mouth, as always, spilled out a hundred words a minute, and I didn’t even have a chance to interrupt this stream of thoughts.
“—You know, you two look great together.” Yes, she nodded to her own thoughts and wiped a thin track of tears off her cheek. “I hope, Matt, you’ll finally find your happiness—and she will do what I couldn’t.”
“Zoey, I love you,” I blurted out, catching the moment when she took a breath.
“Well, it’s very sad that you realized that only now.” She reached for my lips and pressed a kiss to them—just for a moment—in the bitterest kiss that could possibly happen.
“Because I love you too.”