"Zoe, wait... Zoe!" Chloe called as she ran out of the diner.

Zoe had made it halfway down the block, her shoulders stiff, her steps sharp with anger. At Chloe's voice, she stopped but didn't turn. Only when Chloe caught up did she finally spin around, her face wet with tears, her chest rising and falling too fast.

"Please," Chloe begged, catching her breath. "You have to forgive her. She really wanted to tell you, Zoe. She was just so scared of losing you. I swear, she was looking for the ...