"I thought you died again," he mumbles, tightening his grip and nuzzling his head even farther into my neck. I feel a tear run down my neck as he says that.
I go on my tippy-toes, trying to be as close as I can to him. "I'm sorry I scared you," I say as I pull away. "But you just cried for twenty-five years, so stop."
He laughs softly and wipes the tears away. Luke walks up to me and puts my arm around his shoulder, taking the weight off my ankle. I look up at him and smile and just then, I hear the sound of a piano and someone singing. "Anyone hear that piano?" I ask as the boys poof into the studio without saying anything.
I look at Luke and he shrugs before he poofs into the studio once again. When he can't see me, I finally release a deep breath before another hard jolt hits me. I
