Fire burned the back of my eyes but I refused to cry. Ever since the beginning of our friendship, I felt like Fawn saw right through me. All the little cracks, the rocky exterior, the crumbled foundation of my life – she knew. She loved all the pieces of myself that I hid from the world. She loved me when I didn’t think it was possible. She never made me question if I was worthy of it, because to her, loving me came as easy as breathing.
