Lauraloveskatrina -

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Katrina stopped in front of her. “I broke up with him because I kept thinking about someone else.” She glanced at the tree, then back at Laura. “Someone who’s been writing my name for seven years.” lauraloveskatrina

Laura’s heart stopped. “Just… doodling.” “I’m sorry

Laura laughed too loudly. “It’s a nice name.” lauraloveskatrina

In high school, the phrase evolved. It appeared in the condensation on Laura’s bathroom mirror after a shower. It was scratched into the bark of the oak tree behind the football field where they’d sit after practice. lauraloveskatrina was written in the margins of Laura’s chemistry notebook, disguised among the formulas for molarity and atomic mass.