Okay, so you know those moments when everything feels like it’s out of a movie? That’s exactly what this evening felt like. The sun was setting, painting the sky in all these crazy shades of orange and pink, and the air smelled like flowers. I mean, not just one kind of flower like, ALL the flowers. It was beautiful. Unreal, even.

Madriod and I were walking through the garden. I could feel his hand holding mine, warm and steady, like he was grounding me or something. For the first time in a while, I wasn’t thinking about being sick or all the scary stuff that had happened. It was just...