jonahcricks:
The recollection of how Hannah was bought into this mess came flooding back to him. A strange bubbling of frustration pooled in the pit of his stomach and no matter how he tried, he couldnāt shake it. Maybe this was the reason he was looking for. Maybe if this time he was able to convince her to leave, then none of this would have happened. She wouldnāt have been hurt. He knew now though, that despite his best efforts, Hannah would always be entangled in this world. After all, years had passed in reality since the fire. Her words shook him from his thoughts and he nodded knowingly.Ā āYes,ā he sighed in relief.Ā āThis is our chance Hannah. Our second chance.ā
At the confirmation that their little bookshop was still standing, Hannahās face filled with happiness. Their second chance. Oh, how they needed it. The first time left destruction in every possible aspect of their lives. Having a chance to rewrite that was such a blessing, but the curse was in risking the possibility of reliving it all. If she had the opportunity to even rekindle her friendship with Jonah, though, she would risk everything else.Ā āIāve missed you, Jonah. So much.ā She brought him back into a hug, squeezing him as though she hadnāt seen him in years.














