Fire
I walked out of the cave, not caring about the pain that jolted up my body with every step I took. This was something I needed to do and I needed to do it alone.
When I told Andrew I was going to go meet my mother, I expected some sort of protest or warning that I wasn't ready yet. Which made me think, that maybe I had been hoping for that kind of reaction. Maybe, deep inside, I had wanted him to stop me. To tell me to wait, or to insist he came with me.
But he didn't.
In fact, something gleamed in his eyes, something I hadn't seen in a long time. Happiness for me.
"I can wait out here for you if you want," he suggested softly after a moment of silence between us.
My eyes widened even more as I tried to wrap my mind around what was going on.
After a moment, I shook my head be
