I'm also starting to wonder something else. If maybe the point of this crazy quest I'm on wasn't to help me find Willem. Maybe it was to help me find someone else entirely.

I actually feel something in my chest open, a feeling so intense, it’s like my heart’s about to burst. And I just let it. I just let it out.

No one is who they pretend to be

My stomach lurched, an appetizer before the full portion of heartache I had a feeling was going to be served at some point soon.

Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.

Suddenly, it's all too much. Bryn and the bump watch. Vanessa with my high school yearbook. The idea that nothing's sacred. Everything's fodder. That my life belongs to anyone but me.

He showed me how to get lost, and then I showed myself how to get found.