Ayden had sent me a hug through the one person he knew could touch me, and I wasn’t sure if I was falling for him or his twin brother who held me in that moment. It was the most thoughtful gift I’d ever received. Ariyon seemed to know that this was a big deal for me because he held on, even as my silent tears ran down my cheeks and onto his bicep. Even as my breath shuddered against him. Even as the final bell rang. He just held me and, in that moment, it almost made up for a lifetime of not being able to be hugged.
