EVAN
I'm looking around, but I don't see her anywhere. I watched her slip out in the third with her uncle, and I'm just hopeful she's catching this live from wherever they landed.
I need to see her. I need to confirm that what I saw on her face in the tunnel was real. I saw it when she said she was sorry. And I didn't even need her to say she was sorry. I just needed to see something that showed me she still wanted me.
Kacey looks utterly disgusted right now, which makes me weirdly happy as I trail the others back down the mirrored tunnel to the locker rooms. I get ribbing after ribbing about my declaration of love, but it doesn't bother me even a little bit. I know most of the guys are truly happy for me.