he starts, and then falls silent. “Yeah.” We have nothing to pack, so once my eyes are dry, we walk out together toward the jet. The stewardess bids us aboard and settles us in with a menu and a movie. Tanner’s acting a little odd, making sure I’m comfortable and asking the stewardess for glasses of water I don’t need, and I realize how much it must have bothered him to find me semiconscious on a mountainside. “I feel like…I’ve been taking you for granted, Tanner.” I swallow, staring out at the clouds. Even if Sebastian hates me, I’ll always have my best friend. “You’re always there for me, and I want you to know I appreciate that. I’m sorry I can’t—that I can’t feel the same way you feel about me.” “Don’t say sorry.” He gives me a pained smile. “You don’t owe me anything. Having you as my friend is more than enough, May.” I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes for the rest of the flight, trying not to picture the way Sebastian looked at me when he found out the truth.
