“It is good. And it’s scary,” Hannah admits in a whisper, her jaw clenching with a tension Caroline just doesn’t understand. She frowns, searching Hannah’s eyes, until Hannah squeezes them closed. “You gave us something here that I don’t want to lose. And I’m so…” She blows out a breath, gray eyes opening again, boring into Caroline’s. “I just feel like this is a tightrope and I’m scared of falling.”
