And I want you to know that I heard what you said in that speech,' Rider said, his voice scratchy. 'I might've saved you all those years ago, but now you've saved me,'My heart stuttered and then sped up. I reacted without thought. Placing the book on the bed, I launched myself at Rider just as he came off the window seat. We collided. I folded my arms around him as we went down onto the floor, me partially in his lap and his arms tight around my waist, his face burrowed against my neck. I felt a tremor run through his body, and then he shook in my arms. Furthermore, I held him tighter as he broke into pieces, and years of holding it together shattered. Furthermore, I held him through it all. Then it was me who put Rider back together.

The Problem with Forever