" I love you too." I know," she said, smiling and throwing her arms around my neck. She seemed to flow up against me and it felt like a piece of myself that I didn't know was missing had suddenly returned. I hugged her tightly, burying my head in her hair and languishing in the smell of her."How did you know it was me?" I asked when I finally pulled back enough to see her face again.She gave me a look, "Oh please. It was like the sun walked in. Are you going to kiss me soon?"I blushed and grinned, "I don't know, after last night, do we dare risk it." I'll take the chance, maybe if we just keep it short and friendly." I don't know if I can do that," I said honestly.The kiss was indescribable. Fortunately the catcalls and applause brought us back to reality before things got seriously out of hand.I noticed the girl who had called after her as she came toward me was standing next to her. She was about the same height as Lizzy, with short brown hair, wearing white Capris, a pink short. He's helped me through a lot, and I hope I can continue to count on his friendship," Chinyere said, taking Kamsy's hand. "It is my sincere hope that he never has to go through this with you. Please, be careful out there, for both your sakes." "Of course, and thank you," Kamsy nodded, her eyes moist. "I promise. Don't hesitate to ask for anything. Anything at all." Chinyere clung to me for the duration of the ceremony, until we passed her off to others, who took her home in the limo. Satisfied she was safe, we walked silently, arm in arm, back to our car. I was riding shotgun today, and once we were inside the quiet of the car, we sat, listening to each other breathe. "You okay, honey?" I asked, touching her hand. She was looking straight forward, eyes unfocused in the distance. A tear rolled down her cheek, and her lower lip quivered. "That poor woman," she whispered, grabbing my hand firmly. "I can't imagine how I'd manage without you." I think that's my line," I replied, equally.
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