“I know,” she nodded. “I just… I got caught up in wanting something ‘special’ and didn’t think about how rude I was being.”
“Special things aren’t just given,” I told her gently. “They’re earned.”
We hugged, and I hoped it marked a fresh start. But a nagging thought remained in the back of my mind. Was this just a bad moment for Alice, or had I glimpsed something deeper?
Only time will tell.

