KATY'S POV
“I should’ve considered robbing your closet instead of crying,” I say, rolling my eyes at Allie.
She’s been teasing me nonstop for the past ten minutes, ever since her feeding tube got removed and she regained her freedom to bully me. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Mrs. Katherine had to go and tell her that I’d been crying when she was out. Now, she’s acting like an adult holding candy just out of a kid’s reach. That kid being me.
She grins and pats my hand in a dramatic manner. “Thanks for hanging around, though.”
I exhale and sink deeper into the chair beside her bed. “It’s not like you’ve got another friend I don’t know about.”
She leans back slowly, careful with her movements, but the smirk stays. “Oh, please. I have plenty.”
I chuckle, shaking my head. Then a thoug
