Tempest

by Jenna-Lynne Duncan

  Luke’s hand was on the handle, his torso turned to exit. “Just so you know. This isn’t about the curse or what has happened between Ana and me. This is about her. Just her. And I believe in her, something you failed to do. If you haven’t noticed, Ana isn’t one to sit back and not do something. She’s not made of glass; she can handle herself. She can be something more and tonight has proven that. Just as she has believed in me, I will never stop believing in her.” The car door slammed behind him.

  Hayden helped me out of the car and we walked inside toward the kitchen. He handed me a bottle of water out of the fridge and two Tylenols from the medicine cabinet.

  “Thanks,” I said before popping them in my mouth. I thought I would need the whole bottle with the way I was feeling.

  Hayden looked me up and down for the first time, noticing my shirt. I squeezed my eyes shut not wanting to explain, or not knowing how. Either one, I just wasn’t sure at this point. When I opened my eyes, sympathy was displayed all over Hayden’s face. I sighed, taking a step into his arms, my hands curling to his chest. He kissed my hair multiple times and I finally felt the pain subside.