Page 341 - The Love Hypothesis

I lift my eyes, and for the first time I notice the deep, unmasked concern

in Levi’s eyes.
His lips move, and I think that, maybe—is he mouthing my name?
Once, and then again? Like it’s some kind of prayer?

“Levi? Levi, is she—”
My eyelids fall closed, and everything goes dark.