“If I’d told ye when we first met that we’d be here right now, you never would have believed me,” Lewis interrupts my thoughts.
“I probably would have said something much ruder than that,” I smile sheepishly.
Lewis puts his arms around me and I sink into him. “You’re not on yer own this time,” he says quietly. And he’s right. I have him to lean on. He holds me tightly as he tells me to breathe in and out, still firmly in his hold. I do exactly as he asks, with some relief actually. Who knew that a hug and a few nice words could make all the difference to your state of mind?”