"I know he does," she said softly, one hand coming up to rub soothing circles over my back comfortingly. "And...and as much as it pains me to admit it...I can see how much he cares for you. How happy he makes you."
I looked up at her through tear-blurred eyes, heart swelling with love and gratitude as I reached out to clasp her hand tightly in mine. "You...you're not mad?" I asked hesitantly, hardly daring to believe it.
She smiled sadly, squeezing my hand back as she shook her head slowly. "No," she said simply, finality ringing in her tone. "I'm not mad. I'm worried… for all of us. But mostly for you."
I felt a lump forming in my throat, tears threatening again as I nodded jerkily. "I know," I whispered hoarsely. "And… and I promise I'll be careful. That I won't let this ruin our rela
