Episode 9

☾☾SASKIA☽☽

Aretha pockets my hand in both of hers. It’s a lovely contrast; her dark bronze skin edged against my lighter caramel. “I can assure you you’re not making a mistake, Luna. Even if you were, I would gladly follow you to the ends of the world regardless. I am on your side, Luna. I shall always be.”

It must be the monthly hormones because my eyes water at her assurance. It feels like it’s been an eternity since I heard similar words of affirmation, and it’s a hearth glowing in my core, melting the icy shards that have crisscrossed and punctured invisible holes into my being. Everything hurts a little less.

“Thank you, Aretha.”

Her perception is far too keen, as she inquired: “Do you mind if I hug you, Luna.”

“No, I don’t mind at all. Please do.” I assure her, and she worms closer and enfolds me in a cocoon made from silky strands of comfort.

“Thank you for this, Aretha,” I say, still enveloped in her arms. The tears have only begun to recede. “You are too kind to me.”

She sque