I thought long and hard about us, and I think things are finally how they're supposed to be. I have Ryle. Atlas has his girlfriend. We both have the careers we'd always hoped for. Just because we didn't end up on the same wave doesn't mean we aren't still a part of the same ocean. Sometimes an unexpected wave comes along sucks you up, and refuses to spits you back out. Ryle is my unexpected tidal wave, and right now I'm skimming the beautiful surface.