She gripped his hand tightly, allowing herself to draw strength and comfort from its familiarity...
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He held them out to her awkwardly, like this same scene hadn't played itself out for the past seventeen years, and so she smiled softly at him, not bothering to feign surprise at his appearance at her door...
Did it make her a bad person that she automatically felt satisfied at hearing one of Lindsey’s songs when she knew it was about her? Well, self-centered at the very least. Though that wasn’t exactly news…
Struggling with the concept of friendship was definitely not a new thing...