I have kept him in the dark about so many things. He wouldn’t be saying this to me if he knew I was the cause of the bombings and Kiara’s death. I have trouble looking him in the eye.When I don’t answer, Neil bites his lip. “Of course, I understand if you have too much homework.”“No . . . I mean . . . I’m surprised, that’s all. Are you sure?”“When I saw you onstage tonight, it made me realize how hard you’re trying to see things from my point of view. I don’t want you to think that I’m not trying to see things from yours.” He looks so sincere, it breaks my heart a little.“Thank you.” I can’t trust myself to say more, or the whole chain of events leading up to this moment might spill out.“So is that a yes?” Neil asks with a tentative smile.I nod, my mind going numb. My throat constricts as he leads me by the hand into his room. Neil and I both kick off our shoes, facing each other. I lie down on top of his covers at the very edge of his bed.Neil gets in beside me and presses himself against my back, nuzzling my neck.
