One becomes two. Two become one. Should love be easy? Because, after all, love is love. I once thought I didn’t have a type. Man or woman, I didn’t have a preference. If I liked you, I liked you. I was wrong. I have a preference. A strong one. His name is Flynn. Flynn Phillips. Life is no longer full of ones but full of firsts. Can I make Flynn my last? Can one become two... forever?