“What if it doesn’t work?” He asks.
“What if it does?” I counter quietly.
“What if it does?” He repeats. “What if all of this is just the beginning of something great? What if it was fate, Rose getting trashed at the wedding and you swooping in to save the day?” I smile softly, taking a small step towards him. “What if everything is perfect and then it all comes crashing down around us? What if the worst case scenario happens, and we lose everything?”
“What if we don’t even try out of fear of ‘what if’s’? That would be an even bigger tragedy, don’t you think? To not even try, and maybe miss out of something great?” Hesitantly, I touch my hand to his, slowly lacing our fingers together between us. “There’s only one way to find out if it works. We just have to jump.”
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