Being Yours
I thought I could handle it.
Feeling the need to reach out, Rachel hugged her friend. The contact was brief, but Linda’s shivers bled into Rachel until she felt every erratic beat of Linda’s heart, the cold numbness seeping through her veins. Though taller than Rachel, the other woman seemed to shrink within her skin. Desperate to say something that would help, Rachel offered, ‘If he loves you, he’ll stand by you.’
Pulling back, Linda blinked her green eyes clear of all signs of tears. Her mouth settled into a grim line, aging her beyond her years. ‘I’m afraid it’s too late for confessions.’
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