“The side that keeps someone from leaving here in an ambulance,” the man answered.
That sentence changed everything.
The crowd grew even quieter.
Natalie slowly lowered her folded arms.
For the first time all afternoon…
She looked frightened.
Not of Travis.
Of me.
She remembered something.
Years ago…
When we were teenagers…
I had never been the loud one.
I had always been the calm one.
She suddenly realized…
I hadn’t changed.
She simply had never understood why.
Sophie stepped beside me.
Very carefully…
She reached for my hand.
I squeezed her fingers gently without taking my eyes off Travis.
“I’m okay,” I said softly.
