Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go
-Passenger
Zach's POV
I was holding onto Hannah's hand, I've been doing this every night since she did that.
It's been 4 months and I never missed a night.
I think she might have broke me.
I miss her so fucking much. Why did I have to let her go? I was too much of a fucking coward.
I could have stopped it. Stopped her.
Hannah's hand was cold. Ice cold. And it's all my fault.
Maybe if I stood up to my friends this would have never happened.
What if I never get to see her smile again?
I think I might love her.
Hannah Baker, what have you done to me?