Rae's POV
The elevator ride up to her floor felt like forever-my heart aching for her, but also a little guilty for the way I'd been glowing these past days with Killian.
She opened the door in oversized pajamas, eyes puffy and red, hair in a messy bun. "Rae," she choked out, pulling me into a hug before I could even set the bags down.
I hugged her back tight, kicking the door shut behind me. "I'm here. I've got you."
We collapsed onto her couch, the familiar clutter of her living room wrapping around us like a blanket-throw pillows everywhere, half-burned candles on the coffee table, her favorite fleece blanket already pulled out.
She curled up against me, head on my shoulder, and I handed her the ice cream first.
"Tell me everything," I said softly, rubbing her back.
She took a s
