This particular scene is where Logan's (Lada's) sister, Hannah, finds a piece of Logan's past that Logan has been hiding in her nightstand drawer.
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“Lada, where’s your lotion?” Hannah asks, busting into my apartment.
Hannah’s always been a fixture in every place I’ve ever had. She’s never been an actual roommate, just more of an honorary one, I guess. This new apartment is no exception. She has a key. She uses it liberally.
“My hands feel like dead lizards.” Her voice trails behind her as she makes a beeline for the back rooms.
I scrunch up my face. “Eww. Why do they have to be dead?”
She doesn’t answer me. Instead I hear her rummaging through my drawers in my bedroom. My bedroom! I jump up and run to my room. But right when I spot her, I freeze in the doorway. I know she has already seen it. She’s bent over, with her back to me. She’s staring at something—it—inside my nightstand drawer.
I just stand there and watch her—waiting, for what seems like an eternity.
Eventually, she pulls it out from the drawer and turns back toward me. “Lada,” she says, holding up a marriage license.
I take in a deep breath and let out an audible sigh.
“I didn’t know you still had this,” she softly says.
I don’t say anything. There’s nothing I can say really.
“Lada, you’ve got to move on,” she pushes out, gently. “I know you love him, but he can’t keep coming in and out of your life like this. You can’t let him. You can’t do this forever, Lada. You have to live.”
She looks at me with two sad eyes—those same sad eyes that she always gives me when this same subject comes up.
“I am living, Hannah,” I force out. “I’m living. I eat. I sleep. I smile every day.”
Her sad eyes don’t waver. “Lada,” she says and then follows it with a long sigh. “You know what I mean. You’ve gotta let him go. You’ve gotta let someone else in.”
I stare at her for a moment before I lower my face. “It’s not that easy, Hannah.”
A minute passes in the quiet, and then I hear her voice again.
“All I’m asking you to do is try. That’s all anyone is asking you to do.”
My eyes catch and get stuck in the red polish on my toenails. “I do try,” I whisper.
It’s true. I try. I don’t try in the way she wants me to try, but I do try. I try to tell myself that it is possible to move on—that it is possible to actually live two happy lives in the span of one lifetime. I try to push the thoughts, the dreams, the nightmares from my old life to the back of my mind. But ultimately, I know what moving on means. It means never going back, and that terrifies me more than anything. I know Hannah wants me to forget, but I can’t forget. I don’t want to forget. If I forget, I lose it all twice. I want to remember. I have to remember.
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Set in small-town Missouri, For All You Have Left is a love story with an unexpected twist centering around three lives, two great loves and one epic journey in learning to love again.