The next day, Winter met with Tiffany at a restaurant. When Tiffany got there, Winter was already at their table, and she waved her over.
When Tiffany got close, Winter stood up and greeted her with a tight hug. She had missed her so much.
“How are you doing?” Tiffany asked, pulling back and giving Winter a concerned once-over while holding onto her hands.
“I’m doing fine,” Winter assured her, but Tiffany did not look convinced.
She pointed to the area beneath her eyes with a finger. “Look at those horrendous circles. Have you been sleeping at all?”
Winter chuckled. “You are exaggerating. I don’t look that bad.”
Tiffany sighed and squeezed Winter’s hands. “Look at what happens when I let you go into the world all alone. How much longer will you survive without me?”
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