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Quinn wraps her arms around them. It’s been a traumatic event for them. For all of us.
I reach for Jordyn’s hand, and she clasps mine. “I’m so glad you’re okay. Everything’s okay. Don’t worry.”
“Thank you, Beezy. Mommy says you helped me.”
“I love you. I’ll always love you.” Quinn’s right. My heart bursts with love for them.
“Breanna Kingston?” It’s a nurse.
“Yes.”
“I’m here to take you to get a temporary cast on that arm until the swelling goes down.”
Then, like I’m not in the room, she says to Quinn. “We’ll also tend to all the abrasions. The good news is her CAT scan was normal. We’ll have her back in an hour or two.”
“Thank you.” Then Quinn grasps my hand. “Thank you, Bree. Thank you for saving my baby.” Now she’s crying too.
As the nurse rolls my bed out of the room, I leave behind three crying girls.
They’re crying for me. Me. Bree the Betrayer.
I think that’s the moment my heart actually does burst.
Chapter Twenty-three
WHEN I WAKEup again, my bed is surrounded. Quinn, Sawyer, Josie, Jordyn, Claire, Walter, Charlotte, Harlan, and…Ren. Not just Ren. Also Ethan, Kate, Susan, and Jack.
I’m surrounded by love, by concerned faces. Is this my tribe? Honestly, I didn’t think I actually had one.
Kate places flowers on my nightstand, a huge bouquet of roses. “For you. Because you’re Bree the Brave.”
Brave? Me?
Ethan hands me a teddy bear. “Glad you’re okay, Bree. You’re kinda like a superhero.”
Superhero? Me?
“Feeling groggy?” Jack asks. “I made sure they gave you pain meds. The good stuff. You deserve it. It’s a good day to save a life.”
“Thaaaanks, Doctor McDreeeeamy.” I frown. “I caaaan’t taaaalk.”
“Don’t talk, sweetheart,” Claire says. “We’re just glad you’re okay. You’re an amazing lady.” Claire’s holding flowers.
Amazing? Me?
Charlotte’s also holding flowers. “Thank you for saving Jordyn, sweet Bree.”
Sweet? Me?
Ren’s holding flowers. It’s like a florist shop in here. “You did good today, Bree. Really good.”
Good? Me?
Quinn grants me a teary smile. “You’re my hero, my courageous friend. I’ll never forget this. I owe you, big time.”
Courageous? Me?
My eyes land on Sawyer. His brows are furrowed, his expression raw, his eyes liquid. “Can’t thank you enough, Bree. I’ll never forget it. A truly selfless act.”
