I let out a short breath and let myself slide down the wall I'm leaning against. Rowan does the same and scoots closer to me, swinging an arm over my shoulders and pulling my head towards him so it's now resting on his shoulder.
"If only I had another chance to talk to him," I whisper. For the first time, I calmly admit what I feel. "I love him, and I just wish I had the chance to tell him that."
My brother's next words make my head snap up faster than it ever has before. "Why don't you tell him that now?"
Evan stands down the empty hallway. From here, he looks like a small thing standing there, his arms outstretched towards us. Towards me.