~Nicole~
“I’m sorry for what happened with Lulu and the fire, you both,” Vi began, her hands twisting the sleeves of the hoodie she wore, fingers squeezing the fabric together.
I frowned, stepping closer. “No. You don’t have to apologize.”
“Yes, I do,” she cut in quickly. “The fight between them…was totally my fault. If I hadn’t been so drunk and texted her…” Her voice cracked.
“Listen,” I said, gripping her shoulders gently.
I’d never seen her like this…so small. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Yeah,” Enz added. “They’re old enough to think about the consequences before acting like that.”
I nodded. “Exactly. And the fire? It would’ve happened whether they fought or not. Didn’t you hear what the teachers said? The wind caused it, not them.”
She shook her head slowly, like she didn
