Confession #19: I really wasn’t a great friend, was I?
I finally hugged her as I’d been aching to do since I flew through the front door. She sank gratefully against me, latching onto the back of my shirt as if it were a lifeline. When she buried her face in my shoulder, I swept my hand along her spine and pressed my cheek to her temple, wishing I could always be this close to her.
“She’s going to be fine,” I murmured. “She is fine.”
She looked up at me as if I were actually someone to trust. “How do you know?”
I smiled and brushed the backs of my knuckles across her cheek. “Well, I have this theory. If you love someone enough, you can make them invincible. Like your feelings for them are so strong, they work as a magical shield, protecting them from all harm and pain.”
She sniffed, h
