Thanks to Connor's reminder, Rachel finally realized what a foolish mistake she had made—how could Emma's tiny handgun possibly hit Connor from such a distance?
Emma's panic had been contagious, sweeping Rachel along in its tide.
A laugh bubbled through her tears as she brushed them away with trembling fingers. "Yes, yes, but no matter what, I'm just so relieved you're okay..." If he had gotten hurt for her again, she wouldn't have known what to do.
Connor had never seen Rachel cry so sorrowfully over him before, and he wanted to comfort her. But as he reached out, Leslie had already stepped in, pulling Rachel into his arms.
The scene before him was a knife to the gut - Rachel belonged to Leslie now.
'Since Connor showed up, it's like I've become invisible to her.' Leslie watched as R
