“Grief isn’t linear, Matt.” I took his hand across the table. “And this — you and me — is bound to stir up complicated feelings. I understand.”

He looked me straight in the eye with this vulnerable, searching expression that was almost too much to handle.

Then he said something that shook my world.

“You’re amazing, Lila. It’s no wonder I’ve fallen head over heels for you.”
My heart felt like it was doing a samba in my chest.

“I feel the same way.”

He squeezed my hand and bit his lip. “Are you sure?