Grim
“Is everything okay?”
For a moment, Lily sounded so far away, my mind racing through different blood curdling scenarios of me losing her. I did not often overthink nor did I ever worry. It was not something I did. Ever. And now that it was happening, it was f u c k i ng up with my head.
But Lily's warm touch on my arm pulls me out of my thoughts.
I forced myself to look away from where the car disappeared and focused on her. Alive. Well. Holding me. “Yes. Everything is okay.”
She still had a few stray tears along her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy, her nose sniffling but otherwise having recovered from her moment of sadness. “You just… don’t look okay. You look mad. Is it the kebabs? Did it make your stomach feel funny?”
As questionable as the street food was, it was actually p
