Page 255 of When a Soul Cries

Half the place was empty.

And somehow, it already felt like home.

Not because of what was inside it.

Because of who was.

Sol had been through hell getting here.

But she was here.

Halo was safe.

Sol was smiling.

And whether my stubborn-ass best friend wanted to admit it or not, she had people around her who weren’t going to let her carry everything alone anymore.

Rome damn sure wasn’t.

I smiled to myself.

Apparently neither was I.

Sol looked over.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“You keep saying that.”

“Because you keep being nosy.”

She rolled her eyes.

I grabbed my keys off the counter.

“Come on.”

“Where?”

I stared at her.

“Bitch, did you forget I told your sponsor we were going furniture shopping?”

“Do not call that man my sponsor.”

I headed for the door.

“Fine. Your benefactor.”

“Zari!”

“Your philanthropist?”

She grabbed one of Halo’s toys and threw it at me.

I ducked, laughing as it hit the wall behind me.