Adam and Lindsay look to each other, silently communicating, and I can’t help but smile. In the years following the breakup, I would remember things that made me realize that he never got over Lindsay. We were both using each other as bandages to cover our wounds. Somehow, we still found our way home. This is evident by the way Adam and Lindsay communicate so effortlessly—like Chris and me.
“Sounds great,” Adam says, addressing Chris. “I guess we’ll see you guys later. Enjoy the festival.”
“You, too,” I reply. “Bye, Kaia.”
She smiles shyly then they all walk away, disappearing into the stream of people moving through the maze of booths. I look up at Chris and his expression is serious.
“That was hard.”
“But you did exactly what you always said you’d do,” I reply as I think back on all the conversations Chris and I have had about the time he almost lost me.
He always said that if we ever ran into Adam, he would invite him over for dinner as a way of thanking him for bringing us back together. I’ve always been skeptical of this, but Chris proved himself today.
“Because I love you more than this.”
And by “this” he means everything.