Rowan

Sometimes love doesn’t happen the way we expect it to. It sneaks up on us, quietly at first, then all at once, overwhelming us like a wave we can’t escape. I had always thought I knew what love was—steady, predictable, something that you could count on. That’s how it was with Daniel. We were happy, or at least I thought we were. But on the day I went to his dorm and met Rowan, his roommate, I realized something I hadn’t before: the heart knows things the mind doesn’t want to admit. I never meant for it to happen. But that’s the thing about love, isn’t it? It’s never planned. Never logical. And now, nothing will ever be the same.