*****Erika’s POV*****
“He’s fine. I’m so glad he’s fine, I was so scared.” Her voice trembled a bit.
I placed my hand on hers. “You’ll be fine. He will be fine.”
“Yes Rika. They will both be fine.” Kat put in, eye rolling.
I playfully glared at her. Kat shrugged, a smile on her. I drew closer to hug her, a silent apology for what my brother had ignorantly done. I knew she was hurting bad.
“It’s okay, I too, will be fine.” Kat assured.
“You’re allowed to cry and hit things, preferably Jace.” Paula said.
Her laugh was broken, trying to see the humor despite the pain. Kat was not easily broken down except it meant a whole lot to her. The last time I had seen her like this was when she lost her parents. She would always come to my place to forget, but would always end up
