Page 55 of Regretting You

Chapter Thirty-Six

Clara

My mother and I walk out of the theater holding hands. Miller is at the far end of the hallway, emptying a trash can. My mother doesn’t see him, but I do. Right before we turn to walk toward the exit, Miller smiles at me.

This moment isn’t even about me and him, but there’s something about the way he’s looking at me right now that feels like he might have just fallen in love with me.

I smile back at him, knowing I’ll remember this three-second silent exchange forever.