The World Will Never Know...
What are norms? What are boundaries for? Is there a line between friendship with many forms? And if it wasn't meant to be crossed, what is it for? Zeanne and Craige's friendship grew from secrets they unintentionally shared, blossoming into a cherished camaraderie tinged with hues of affection. Yet, the past haunts them like a thief in the night, and it's not enough for only one to stand and fight. It's a war with many losing battles, needing to be fought with all or nothing. Can she free herself from the past someday? Can he continue fighting without letting go? For if they fold their cards and never play, The World Will Never Know... *** Join us on Discord: https://discord.gg/NUthMFb6Ae #NeverLettingGo #PinkiePromise *** This is a work of fiction. The characters, places, events, and incidents portrayed in this book are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Lyrae
My smile grew wider. "That's nice."
"What's nice?"
I swung my feet up and down with glee. "I get to be alone here with you until daylight. This is a very rare opportunity so I want to make the most of it."
"What do you mean? We still have to go to the hospital." He sat down beside me then looked at my feet. "Shall I carry you to the car?"
'Car?'
I shook my head. "Let's just stay here. You said a doctor will be coming here tomorrow anyway."
"But your feet--"
I put a finger on his lips. "Stop worrying. I told you that they will heal in no time. You're such a worrywart."
He took my hand away from his lips. "If you don't get it treated properly, there will be a higher risk of infection."
Infection? That didn't sound good. But it's not like a mere infection, whatever that was, could kill me. I shook my head. "Whatever. I'm not going anywhere. I know my body better than you do."
He frowned at me.