Luka:As long as I’m the only lucky bastard in your bed.
And then he sends another text:I’m proud of you, Bunny Hill.
And for the first time in my life, I finally got the confirmation I needed that I'm more than enough. Not from my father, not from my job… not even from Luka.
It's right here.
It's in that call with Molly and Randolph.
It's in the way I walked away from something that asked me to be less than I was, and didn't fall apart. It's in the fact that I flew halfway across the world, then dressed in a neon orange parka chasing a man who didn't want to be caught, and I was still standing when it was over. Still myself. Maybe more myself than I'd ever been.
I didn't find it in anyone else.
I just finally stopped looking long enough to see that it was already there.
My mom reaches over without a word and puts the last of the pretzels in my lap.
On screen, another rose ceremony begins.
I lean back into the couch.
Yeah,I think.I'm good.
THE END
