“Here,” she said, taking one of the bracelets off her wrist. I hadn’t fully noticed them when she came in, but now that we were close enough, I could make out the threaded material with a small, half-heart dangling from it. My breath caught in my throat as she put it on me. “Is this a friendship bracelet?” I asked, my throat tightening. “Something to remember our promises to each other,” she said, showing me hers. Then she guided her charm to mine, and they snapped together, forming a heart.
