I was speechless.

“Kal.” One word, and his name was all that escaped from my lips. I breathed in through my nose. I don’t know if what we have is love or something much deeper than that.

I just told myself that I should enjoy whatever we have while it lasts. Whether...whether it was love or something like love worth dreaming and cherishing and fighting for, I don’t know.

Before I turned eighteen, I had wished under the stars to find a mate every full moon. Now, once upon a broken moon, I find myself praying for love.

And then that bubbling emotion earlier that swam to the surface knocked...