Mom once told me that the bad days were there so you could really enjoy the good ones. It’d been at a time in my life when I was having nothing but bad days, and it hadn’t gotten any better. For years.
I could see her point now. She was right. If I had to go through years of bullying to get here, then that was okay by me. This was amazing.
Maybe it wasn’t much. A handful of friends and some burgers. But to me, it was everything.
Dastien kissed the top of my head. “You okay?” He could feel my emotions through our bond, and when I wanted to, I could speak to him
through it.
I looked up into his amber-colored eyes. “Yeah. Really okay.” “You sure?”
“Absolutely.” I took a big bite of my burger.
Then dad dropped the bomb. “So, I want to talk to you two about the ceremony tonight.”
I star
