things turned out this way.â
âHe was cheating with me the whole time,â I say miserably. âI was the other woman. But I swear it felt like we were meant to be together.â How can I explain the epic love I thought we had? How can I make her understand how it felt to be with him? To touch him? To kiss him? âWhat if I never find that kind of love again?â
âYou will,â Brooke insists. âYouâre the most positive person I know. Youâll get back to your optimistic place. And it will be even better next time because the person youâre meant to be with wonât be married.â
I really want to believe Brooke. I want to believe that time will heal. That one day Iâll be over this. But there are some things you just never get over. Brooke doesnât know about my sister. Maybe she wouldnât think Iâm so positive if she knew about the loss and fear under my optimism.I feel like a fraud. Brooke thinks she knows me. But she only knows the shiny happy parts of me. The bright parts I show the world while I hide the darkness.
âI just feel so unhinged,â I say. âItâs hard to explain. Itâs like . . . I canât trust anyone the way I thought I could. Like I canât even trust reality as I know it. Because what do I really know? Nothing is guaranteed. Bad things happen to good people. Anything can fall apart when you least expect it.â
âBut thereâs the Knowing. Sometimes deep down you do know.â
The Knowing is what Brooke calls this feeling of absolute certainty she sometimes has. The Knowing is rare, but when it happens, Brooke never questions it. Itâs a gut instinct guiding her with unshakable clarity. Even when the Knowing sounds crazy, about something that seems totally illogical or impossible, it is always right.
I had the Knowing about Austin. I knew he was my soul mate. And the scary truth? Even after everything that happened . . . I still do. If we had met another time when we were both available, we would be together. The timing wasnât right for us. And the lying wasnât right for me.
But it doesnât matter. Thereâs no way I can forgive him.
My eternal optimist side still knows that following my heart is the right thing to do. Thatâs how I will eventually end up where I belong with the person Iâm meant to be with. Brooke wouldnât even be here if she hadnât followedher heart. She moved here senior year even though that meant sheâd have to live with her dad. She had a Knowing it was the right thing for her. Coming to New York has shown her so many possibilities. Possibilities she never even imagined before she moved here.
Brookeâs story gives me hope. Just being with her is helping me start to heal. It will be a long time until I feel like myself again. But right now, my best friend is helping me find my way home.
FIVE
DARCY
THEREâS THE POSSIBILITY THAT I might have figured out what to say to Jude. Thereâs also the possibility that he will hate me forever once I say it.
Things could go either way.
I swing by Judeâs spot in Washington Square Park after my last class. Heâs performing a magic trick with big bubbles. Could the boy be any cuter?
The last time I saw Jude was Saturday night. I couldnât wait for him to come over. Words I needed to say to him were boiling inside of me. My lid was about to pop any second. When the door buzzed, I ran down the stairs instead of buzzing him in. Thatâs how excited I was to see him. I couldnât even wait for him to climb the freaking stairs. But it wasnât Jude at the door. It was Logan, saying all the things Iâd been wanting to hear since I left home.
Logan was telling me that he wanted me back when Jude came around the corner. Logan was totally focused on me. He didnât see Jude until Jude was climbing the steps with a big smile. His smile faltered when Logan turned