I sighed, hugging the pillow to my middle. “How did he take it?” She sat beside me, leaning forward expectantly.“Pretty well I guess, all things considered.” I waved my hand back and forth. “He didn’t believe me until I proved it to him though.” I launched into a description of my trick with the knife and I noticed a wistful look come over her face. Though I’d healed her minor aches and pains plenty of times, I could tell she wished she’d gotten to see something a bit more dramatic like healing a cut before her eyes. Well, she could be wistful all she wanted, I wasn’t about to cut into my arm to satisfy her curiosity. “See, I told you, you had nothing to worry about! You should have told him a long time ago. Don’t you feel better getting it off your chest? Maybe you’ll finally let him in all the way without having to keep so many secrets from him.” Her observation that I hadn’t completely let myself fall for Ben caught me by surprise, and she pressed on as she noticed it. “You know you’ve been holding back with him, Mercy, admit it. Normally you’re the type to jump first without making sure there’s water beneath you.”It was true, I did tend to jump into relationships before I had all the facts. Not that I’m a slut or anything. I meant in the sense that I had a history of risking my heart (not my body) without thinking about the consequences. “That’s not what’s been holding me back with Ben,”
