“And you know what else you are?” “What?” “You’re my best friend.” Her breath hitched. “What about Patrick?” “What about him?” I replied, keeping my eyes on hers. “You’re the only one who really knows me, Liz.” “Same,” she replied, looking up at me with lonesome, blue eyes. “Nobody gets me like you do.” “I’m going to keep you safe,” I promised, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Always.” “No matter what?” “Yeah, Liz,” I confirmed, not truly comprehending the vow I had taken upon my young shoulders. “No matter what.”
