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Chapters (89)
  1. Dedication
  2. AUTHOR’S NOTE
  3. ONE
  4. HENRY
  5. TWO
  6. EMMA
  7. THREE
  8. HENRY
  9. FOUR
  10. EMMA
  11. FIVE
  12. EMMA
  13. SIX
  14. SEVEN
  15. HENRY
  16. EIGHT
  17. NINE
  18. TEN
  19. HENRY
  20. ELEVEN
  21. TWELVE
  22. EMMA
  23. THIRTEEN
  24. HENRY
  25. FOURTEEN
  26. HENRY
  27. FIFTEEN
  28. SIXTEEN
  29. EMMA
  30. SEVENTEEN
  31. HENRY
  32. EIGHTEEN
  33. HENRY
  34. NINETEEN
  35. HENRY
  36. TWENTY
  37. TWENTY-ONE
  38. EMMA
  39. TWENTY-TWO
  40. EMMA
  41. TWENTY-THREE
  42. HENRY
  43. TWENTY-FOUR
  44. EMMA
  45. TWENTY-FIVE
  46. EMMA
  47. TWENTY-SIX
  48. EMMA
  49. TWENTY-SEVEN
  50. HENRY
  51. TWENTY-EIGHT
  52. EMMA
  53. TWENTY-NINE
  54. HENRY
  55. THIRTY
  56. HENRY
  57. THIRTY-ONE
  58. HENRY
  59. THIRTY-TWO
  60. EMMA
  61. THIRTY-THREE
  62. HENRY
  63. THIRTY-FOUR
  64. EMMA
  65. THIRTY-FIVE
  66. EMMA
  67. THIRTY-SIX
  68. HENRY
  69. THIRTY-SEVEN
  70. EMMA
  71. THIRTY-EIGHT
  72. HENRY
  73. THIRTY-NINE
  74. HENRY
  75. FORTY
  76. EMMA
  77. FORTY-ONE
  78. HENRY
  79. FORTY-TWO
  80. FORTY-THREE
  81. EMMA
  82. FORTY-FOUR
  83. EMMA
  84. FORTY-FIVE
  85. HENRY
  86. EPILOGUE
  87. ALSO BY CHELSEA CURTO
  88. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  89. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“You want to talk about tortured? Do you know how much it hurts to look at someone and know you can never have them? To recognize you’ll spend the rest of your life pretending to be excited for them, all while your soul fractures as you watch them find happiness with someone else?” Patrick asks, voice cracking and barely above a whisper. “Walking away hurts too damn much, so I put up with the pain. I’m too much of a coward to voice how I feel. I can’t, because if I do, I’ll lose her forever. And I cannot lose her. She means too much to me.”

“I let the one woman who loved me for me, and not my finances or fame, get away,” Noah adds, hanging his head. “All because I wouldn’t move to be with her. Now she’s happily married, and I’m constantly wondering what if? What if I had chased after her? What if we made it work?”

“I wake up every day fearful Rebecca is going to realize she can do so much better than me,” Neil sighs. “I’m selfish and arrogant. She sees the good in me and doesn’t leave. But that could change any minute.”

“You see?” Jack asks, his hand grasping my shoulder. “You’re not in this alone. You’re not an idiot. Far from it. You’re a man who cares about someone, which is allowed. It’s scary because it’s new and different from what you know. Trust me, I get it. We all get it. No matter what does or doesn’t happen on Sunday, your feelings are valid, and we love you a whole fucking lot. Worry about the complications later. You gotta do what makes you happy, Hen. And if this girl brings you even an ounce of joy, you gotta fucking go for it, man. You’ll hate yourself if you don’t.”

“Fuck,” I curse, dipping my head and wiping my eyes. They’re damp with tears and I brush the moisture away, grateful for the solidarity from the men surrounding me. The raw honesty shared by them—my brothers—to help make me feel better pierces my heart like a sharp dagger. Deep.

I’m not alone.

“Thank you,” I get out, raising my chin to look at each of them individually. “All of you. I love you guys.”

“We love you too,” Patrick says, voice quivering. “But now that the moment is over, I think we need some alcohol and fries because that was deep as hell. We’re never talking about it again.”

I huff out a laugh. “Alcohol. Carbs. And trying not to have a panic attack thinking about the next 36 hours. Bring it on.”

FIFTEEN

JD: I need to tell you something, and I need to say it before we meet tomorrow.

JD: I don’t want you to get mad at me.