JORDAN'S P.O.V
I sat at the foot of the stairs, my eyes wide as I looked down to my hands. What had happened back there? What did I do?
"Jordan," Mariana said, squatting to my height. "Are you okay?"
I met her eyes, my lips parting. "Were you really going to take that arrow?"
"If need be," she said, her eyes darting across both of mine. "You would have done the same for me."
I swallowed. "Do you know how much I have missed you?"
She gave a small smile. "I was foolish. I did stupid things. I am sorry. But maybe I was jealous because you wwre everything I knew I never could be. You were everything I couldn't even dream to be."
I swallowed. "I think you're pretty, though."
She laughed, then playfully tucked her hair back. "You think?"
I laughed, remembering how many times we had do
