"Congratulations."

Your whisper sounded hallow
and my confusion felt fluid.

You pointed at my ring finger
and I saw history repeat itself.

"Oh."

Twenty six and still that was all I could come up with.

I wanted to tell you how saturated my evenings were
how rainy my heart was
how I was planning to break it off with Mia.

But you smiled, Artis.
And I realised grown men get heartbroken too.

Why is this book so sad jeez. I can't accept i wrote depressing stuff like this lol :P  Yet . . .  ETHAN AND ARTIS I LOVE YOUUUU *ahem*