Lena POV

Rhea’s arms wrapped around me so tight, I thought she might squeeze the full life out of me.

For a second, I couldn’t even breathe.

And then that familiar scent of hers hit me so hard, the tears threatened to slip off.

I buried my face into her shoulder before she could see the way my eyes burned.

“Lena,” she whispered to my ear. Her arms tightened. “You’re real.”

I let out a breath. “Last time I checked.”

She pulled back just enough to look at me, her hands ...