A Friend’s Comfort
Sarah pulled me into a tight embrace, giving me the support I so desperately needed. Enveloped in her arms, I finally allowed myself to absorb the weight of Katie’s words. For a fleeting moment, I leaned on Sarah’s strength. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voice fragile and unsteady. “Always,” she said softly, stepping back to meet my eyes. Her smile was a beacon, steady and sure, in the overwhelming tide of confusion threatening to pull me under.
A Friend’s Comfort
Katie’s Patience
Katie waited calmly, clearly no stranger to this kind of reaction when dropping unexpected news. “I’m sorry to spring this on you,” she said, her voice heavy with regret. It was obvious she hated this situation as much as I did. Her eyes, warm and sincere, softened the blow of her words, even if the news itself didn’t. “You couldn’t have known,” I replied, grasping for steady ground beneath me. I didn’t like it—but I needed to know more.
Katie’s Patience
