Over the next weeks, the romance wrote itself in the spaces between other things. A text at 11 p.m.: “Do you think people fall in love with people, or with the idea of being seen?” A walk home where he held her hand not because it was romantic, but because she’d mentioned her palm was cold. A fight in a grocery store aisle about something stupid—cilantro, maybe—that turned into a confession about his mother’s illness, which turned into her crying in the parking lot, which turned into him saying, “I don’t know what I’m doing either.”
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As they spent more time together, Emma and Jack discovered a shared love for literature and the beauty of the English countryside. Their conversations flowed effortlessly, and they found themselves lost in each other's eyes. But just as their relationship was blossoming, Jack received an offer to publish his novel and had to leave Willow Creek. Over the next weeks, the romance wrote itself
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