“You will heal, you know.”

Camila’s voice is soft, like she’s sharing a secret she’s held onto for too long. I shake my head, not quite believing her, but she doesn’t stop. “I know it seems impossible right now, Liv, like the hurt is stuck to you, but it won’t always be this way.”

Her eyes lock onto mine, calm and unwavering. I want to argue, to tell her this pain feels different, like it’s here to stay,...