She had ruined it. She had ruined her friendship with Sophie. Sophie hated her now.

But as much as Sophie hated her, she wouldn't want her crying.

As much as Linh tried to stop them, the tears kept coming.

He heard sobs. Soft ones. Linh's.

Her long black hair. Pale blue eyes. Creamy complexion. Beautiful.

Wylie walked to her room and gently sat down next to her.

She saw Wylie wrap an arm around her. He whispered comforting things, trying to get her to calm down.

"I love you," she whispered.

She had absolutely no idea where it came from. It just did.

She loved him. Him. Not Fitz, not Keefe. Him.

He kissed her. He loved her. Not Biana, not Sophie. Her.

The kiss was magical. Fireworks shot through their veins.

It was at that moment that Tam walked in.