“I can’t do this.” The words tumbled out before I could stop them. “She’ll never talk to me again.” Seb caught my uninjured hand, and squeezed it gently. I stared at our joined hands, fighting back the urge to run. “You’ve got this. It’s almost all over. Remember how you made me be brave, earlier? Well, now it’s my turn. And if things do go badly, I’ll be right there.” He lifted our hands and pressed his lips against my knuckles. “I promise.”
