Caspian
She didn’t go home that night.
Ava said it so softly like she was asking permission, but she didn’t need any. I didn’t want her to leave either. Not after what happened at the theater. Not after she saw me like that broken, exposed. I just wanted her by my side.
Now we were in my bed, the room quiet except for the low hum of the rain tapping against the windows. It had been raining quite a lot lately. I lay there stiffly, trying not to drown in the heaviness clawing at my chest.
Then she moved closer. She wrapped her arms around me, her warmth sinking into my skin, into my bones. Like she was trying to hold the pieces of me together.
"I'm here with you," she whispered against my shoulder. "Don't worry."
I didn’t trust my voice, so I just nodded, once.
"You can always open up
