mean the world would end or that there were strings that
couldn’t be undone or that something terrible would happen?
Her instincts told her yes, but there was another part of her that
she didn’t know existed that told her no.
That Emily was safe.
That Emily wouldn’t hurt her.
That Emily would understand.
Dani knew she should fight it. She should do what she’d
always done and keep herself safe because she really only
herself to depend on. She couldn’t let her guard down. She
couldn’t let herself weaken. That wasn’t how survival worked.
But she found that her eyes were heavy, and Emily was
warm and the shelter of her arms felt good and right and safe
and so maybe, maybe just this once, she could let the tides of
sleep win out.
Chapter 15
Dani
Dani got the surprise of her life when she opened the
apartment door, stepped into the kitchen, and found her table
set with two place settings. An empty pickle jar of flowers in
the middle of the table, and two sputtering, nearly burned
down waxy stubs of candles had been lit.
“Surprise!” Emily danced into the kitchen, her hands
clasped in front of her waist. She looked delighted with
herself. “I made dinner.”
“Oh. Wow. This is, uh…”
“I just used the stuff that was left in the fridge. And it’s
funny, I was driving home from class and this girl and her
mom had a stand set up and they were
selling the flowers. I