And the solution—
 
 It's obvious, the same way it always is.
 
 I nod in agreement. Then I leave.
 
 Chapter Fifty-Two
 
 Ariel
 
 Idon't give Forest a chance to reply.
 
 I go straight home. Lock myself in my room. Blast The Eurythmics.
 
 Send Chase frantic texts.
 
 Ariel: Where are you?
 
 Ariel: Are you okay?
 
 Ariel: Are you leaving? What did that mean? Can we talk about what Forest said? I don't know if it's true or not. But I should be the one to say it. He doesn't get to say it for me.
 
 But that isn't true.
 
 I do know.
 
 It's there in my heart. I love him. I love him so fucking much. And I want this so fucking bad.
 
 But I can't take another person abandoning me.
 
 I can't open myself up to that heartbreak again.
 
 If he wants to leave—
 
 What good is it, stopping him? It will only delay the inevitable.
 
 Ariel: Call me, please. We need to talk.
 
 The albums repeats twice.
 
 Finally, Chase texts back.
 
 Chase: Give me a few days. Your brother needs to cool off.
 
 Ariel: I need to see you.
 
 Chase: You need to make things right with Forest.
 
 Ariel: I can do both.
 
 Chase: He's your family. You need him.
 
 I need Chase.
 
 But I can't say that. I can't even verbalize it.
 
 It's one thing if he leaves.
 
 If I beg him to stay and he still leaves—