Emily's POV

My eyes widened as I stared at Wendy. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. “Wendy…” was all I managed to whisper.

“Yes,” she said immediately. “If you’re not going to come with me, which you can’t then I have no choice but to move in here with you.”

I blinked. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Wendy moving in? Because of me? My heart squeezed in a painful, grateful sort of way. Having her here felt like the biggest support I could possibly have right ...