Brace had kissed Sabrina goodbye at the front door, promising to call her after his team meeting. The house felt suddenly quiet, except for the soft clinking of dishes as Gina helped Sabrina clean up the late breakfast.
Gina leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching her best friend move around the kitchen with a soft, dreamy kind of peace.
“You love him,” Gina said gently.
Sabrina froze mid-step, a plate in her hand. “I…” She looked down, then slowly placed it in the sink. “Yeah. I do. I thought it was just admiration years ago. But, now?”
Gina smiled. “That’s not the face of someone confused, Sab. That’s the face of someone terrified because it’s real now.”
Sabrina leaned on the counter beside her, eyes glassy. “It happened so fast, Gina. It was fake. A deal. But somewhere b
