“You—” Misaki’s words caught in her throat, and she had to swallow. “You think I’m a good person.” She touched Setsuko’s hands. “That saved my life.” “What?” “I never admitted it because I’m proud and stupid—” and they were running out of time. Misaki blinked rapidly. No time for tears. “You saved me. I’m going to return the favor, but I need you to trust me and hide.”
