"It's nothing." I lie to him. I know that telling him Anya hit me would not make things easier on any of us. She was hurting. I was trying to be understanding. I might react similarly to her if I was in her position. We've been inseparable for years, and it's the first time we've ever fought like this.
Maybe my friendship meant nothing to Anya but she will always have a place in my heart. I didn't get rid of the people I loved that easily. She would have to totally betray me for that to happen.
"Are you sure?" He asks. "It almost looks like someone hit you."
That's because someone did hit me—your mate. I wonder if Atticus would still take her side in a situation like this. Knowing how much he loved her was enough of an answer for me.
"I need to put some makeup over it, and I'll joi
