With my heart in my mouth and tears gushing down, I force my feet to move despite looking like a pair of jellies.
The lump in my throat is difficult to overcome, but I forget everything with only one goal in mind: to check that Gina is okay.
As soon as I get close to her, I hear a groan coming from her mouth and my hands are shaking. My eyes burn and the lump in my throat grows even thicker.
"I'm… fine," I hear her sweet voice, which at this moment seems to me to be the best sound in the world. "I… slipped and fell".
As best I can I help to lift her up, just to check that she doesn't have a scratch on her.
I can't control myself anymore and I hold her against me in a tight hug that will surely leave her sore, but I feel so relieved to know her well that right now I am thinking of not
