I didn't try to pull him off. I didn't make a joke. I just brought my arms around him, one hand resting on the small of his back and the other cradling the back of his neck, pulling him closer until his forehead was tucked into the crook of my shoulder."I've got you," I murmured. My voice sounded deeper in the dark, vibrating through my own ribs. "I'm right here. It's just the cafeteria, Noah. The same tables, the same chairs. Nothing changed but the light.""It's... it's not just the light," he whispered, his voice breaking. "It's the space. It gets... it gets so big when I can't see the edges."I tightened my grip. I thought about the girl he’d told me about—the one hiding in the dark while her mother died. I didn't see the hockey captain anymore. I saw the person who had survived a nightmare and was still waiting for the sun to come up.“Don’t cry,” I said. “I’ve got you.”I said it quietly, into the dark, and meant it in the simple, practical way — you are not alone in this, I am
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