she filled my every sense, grounding me in a way I’d never been able to master on my own. That calm—her calm—was like a lifeline, wrenching me from the dark, tumultuous waters flooding my mind. “We’re safe, True,” she repeated, and even as the flashing continued from outside, I believed her. Mind, body, and soul. Because, fuck me, I’d always been safe with her, even if I hadn’t been able to offer her the same.
