She saw Aditi hug other people sometimes, and knew it was her own air of aloofness that kept the other girl from doing the same to her. She knew she’d get a great hug if she asked, but she didn’t know how to ask. And deep down, she wondered what it felt like—a good, warm, tight hug that could release endorphins in her body and relieve her stress for a bit. Maybe even give her a few good hours of sleep. Maybe even make her happy. Was she even capable of that?
