The invitation came from Emma.
Not a text. Not a call. She asked Nick in person, sitting on the couch, her hands wrapped around a mug of tea.
"I want you to meet Rachel," Emma said.
Nick looked up from his book. "Rachel?"
"The woman from Healing Hearts. The one I've been meeting with."
Nick set down his book. "You want me to meet her?"
"I want her to meet you. I think it would help her."
"Help her how?"
Emma was quiet for a moment. "She doesn't believe that happy endings exist. She doesn't believe that people like us — survivors — can find love. Can be normal. Can be happy."
Nick took her hand. "And you want to prove her wrong."
"I want to show her that it's possible."
Nick lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles.
"Then let's have dinner," he said.
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Saturday ar
