Sublime

“I’m really mad at you, Theo.” “Understandable.” I glance down at the stroller beside us. Vivi’s wide dark eyes gaze up at me. “I’m mad at me too.” “Really, really fucking mad,” she amends. I dust my lips back and forth over her hair. “But you love me?” She doesn’t hesitate. “So much it hurts.”

Sloane: Are you here? Jasper: Where else would I be? Sloane: I thought you might be mad at me. Please don’t hate me. Jasper: I could never hate you, Sunny.