“So what now?" [...]"Now," he says. "We figure it out together.”

“But when I look at him, his face is surprised, like it should be obvious. "Now," he says, "we figure it out together.”

“So what now?" I ask when I finally pull away. I bury my head in his shoulder, not sure I want to know the answer.But when I look at him, his face is surprised, like it should be obvious. "Now," he says. "We figure it out together.”

“She leaned against him, listening to his strong heartbeat as they cuddled together.Maybe he didn’t say all the right things, and maybe he didn’t do it all in the right way, but he was hers, and she was his, and they’d figure it all out together. Because she knew now that both of them were in this for the long haul, and that he’d be there for her no matter what.And that’s what counted the most.”

“So, what now? We’re friends?"Yeah. If friends could be in love, but not together. In sync, but out of touch. Willing to die for each other, but unable to trust.”

“We have arrived here in this illusory place. Now we just have to figure out how to deal with this grand illusion of our life.”