So maybe we were destined to fail. Maybe the bond was the only thing holding us together and even that wasn’t strong enough to matter.
“You’re thinking.” Wendy’s voice breaks into my thoughts softly.
“Sorry.” I blink. “I was listening, I just—” I pause. “You really love Kaz.”
She doesn’t hesitate for even half a second. “Completely.”
I nod slowly and roll to my back to look at the ceiling. Somehow, that simple little word makes my chest ache.
Wendy scoots closer until her shoulder bumps mine, and I catch her studying my face from the corner of my eye, her lips pressed together.
“You’re thinking about Colt, aren’t you?” she asks.
I hesitate.
“Yeah,” I finally admit. “But not in the way you think.”
She tilts her head slightly, waiting.
“I’m just wondering why it had to be him. Out
