I slipped my hand into Elliot's, watching them turn slowly under the studio lights.
"Next time," I whispered, "if you're protecting somebody else's hope, just tell me that's what you're doing. Tell me that much, at least."
He looked down at me. "I will."
"And next time," he said, squeezing my hand, "I'll remember your peace of mind comes first. Before anyone else's secret."
I'll remember your peace of mind comes first.
I rested my head against his shoulder as Gordon accidentally stepped on Charlotte's foot, and she burst out laughing and kissed his cheek anyway, right there in front of everyone.
"You know," I whispered.
