Savannah
After that close call, I longed and prayed for peace. But it seemed that prayer went straight into the void.
Xavier found me in the kitchen. I had been slicing vegetables, trying to focus on the rhythm of the knife. He came up behind me without a sound and wrapped his arms around my waist. His chin brushed my shoulder, and he held me close.
"You don’t know how it gladdens my heart to see you doing normal stuff," he said warmly. He kissed my cheek, and my stomach twisted with a strange flutter.
I smiled without thinking, already missing his touch when he pulled away. I turned my head, just enough to see him rinsing a green apple at the sink.
He bit into the apple and then said, “Gregory wants to join us for lunch. Do you mind?”
My knife froze in mid-air.
Not Gregory.
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