Relief washes over him and Dylan waves again. This time, Gareth waves back.
For the first time in thirteen years, my heart doesn’t feel like it’s split between two people.
It feels whole.
I no longer have to pick between my brother and the love of my life.
I don’t have to put someone else’s happiness before my own.
I chose myself. I chosemyhappiness.
No more secrets. No more hiding.
Now I get to love Gareth out loud, and keep my brother too.
Turns out, love isn’t a losing game.
It wins.