Fresh tears filled Elena’s eyes. “I don’t want to be a bother.”
“It’s okay,” I said. I took a big breath, needing it for what I wanted to express next. The idea of spending more time with Edi was enticing, but Elena needed me. Edi would be here tomorrow too, even if just from afar. “I’ll stay with you if you don’t feel like going.”
Elena beamed at me, a weird contradiction to her reddened, teary eyes. “You don’t have to do that for me, Seba.”
I snorted and pretended to pull on a lock of her hair. “I don’t have to, dummy. You’re my best friend, what are you talking about?”
She chuckled and stood. “Eh, I can feel sorry for myself with cake. I’d rather join you than sulk here.”
Despite my worry for her, I felt relieved. I took her hand in mine, and Evelina took her other free one. Elena
