You love so fiercely. I think she’d be proud of you. Just like I am.” Love. The word bounces around in my head. A perilous word to be sure. I love Nadia, absolutely. But the way Mira lumped herself in there felt a little too natural. My heart says she belongs on that list, but my head says it’s too soon. My head says that everyone I love ends up hurt. Or dead.
