*Brielle's POV*
I curl under the blanket trying to hide the gloss in my eyes. I have seen this movie a million times, and yet it makes me tear up and cry every time. It is one of the best romcoms I have ever seen, and I fall in love with it every time I watch it. A love separated by tragedy and no way back to the way things were.
I nuzzle the covers and wipe my eyes, hoping Jonathan doesn't see me. The last thing I want him to see is me getting all teary eyed over make believe characters and a love story that didn't actually exist.
After wiping my eyes, I glance over at Jonathan who is sitting on the other end of the couch. It's hard to believe, but we are actually sitting together watching a movie. Not only were we watching a move, but we were watching a movie in Jonathan's apartment
