I heard about it from Marcus, of all people.
We had gone out for coffee on a Saturday afternoon, Ella, Marcus, and I usually spent weekends together, but this time he had texted me asking if he could buy me coffee, asking to see me, really.
Halfway through my cappuccino, he casually mentioned that Jayce and Sophie had put an offer in on a home in Ballard.
They were getting married in the summer; Jayce had proposed to Sophie before Christmas - apparently a very traditional proposal as he had planned it all out with much consideration.
I felt something in my chest, not quite pain, not quite the same longing I had felt before - a feeling of recognition, I think.
Jayce had built a real life for himself; he was with the woman he loved and they were buying a house together, planning their future.
"That's wonderful for you both," I said genuinely, feeling happiness well up inside me.
