Rose POV
I felt pangs of guilt at the sight of the small burns that now adorned James's arms. He had gotten those because he had been covering me and making sure that I had not been burned by the falling embers.
He was in a deep conversation with Mary when I found them in the cafe. Or at least Mary was in a deep conversation with him. She seemed to be fawning over him and making sure that he was alright.
Mary caught sight of me as I approached, and I was subjected to similar treatment.
"Oh my God, Rose!" she assaulted me with hugs until I could barely breathe. "I am so sorry! I should have been there with you guys! I'm such a terrible friend!"
"Mary, you know that makes no sense, right?" I chuckled and squeezed her back. "If anything, you made things easier for the firefighters by not
