Because I was never nobody.

I was watching.

I was always watching.

And you never once thought to wonder what the person you kept erasing might be seeing.”

And without waiting for an answer — because I did not need one, because there was nothing he could say — Julian took my hand, and unbuttoned his jacket, and we turned our backs on my father, and my sister, and four hundred staring guests, and we walked out of that ballroom together, and I did not look back even once.

Chapter 16 — The Fall