"It's romantic," Sabrina murmurs, and it would be easy to just let herself fall asleep, to let it be easy. The rest of her tension would drain away, and she could put it aside for a while longer.

Instead, she sighs, nosing against the warm cotton under her face. "I think Rosie and I had a fight. I'm not sure. We were talking, but I messed it up, and I'm honestly not sure how."