Talk:Keefe and Sophie/@comment-2600:1004:B147:5B7:C191:65B3:137B:FF3B-20190706025355

Oh. I stopped by Everglen this morning. Figured it was time to be a good best friend and see how Fitzy was holding up, you know? And, um. . . he filled me in on. . . everything.” “Oh really?” Sophie asked, internally cringing at what those little pauses probably meant. The one thing she and Fitz had forgotten to discuss was how much they were going to tell anyone about. . . whatever it was that was going on with them—not that it mattered with Keefe. Empaths. “And there’s the mood shift,” Keefe said quietly. Sophie bit her lip, deciding denial was the only way to survive this. “I have no idea what you mean.” “Yeah, I figured you’d say that.” He reached up, tearing a hand through his hair. “Okay. I know you don’t want to do this—and trust me, it’s the last thing I want to do. But ... Fitz is my best friend. And you’re ... you. And no matter what ... I don’t want to ruin that. So ... I figured you should know that I know, okay? I know something’s changed.” Sophie took a steadying breath. “I don’t—” “Come on, Foster,” Keefe interrupted with a sigh. “You know you can’t lie to me. So yeah, maybe nothing’s changed officially since I’m pretty sure Fitz would’ve bragged about it endlessly. But I can feel it. Right here.” He pressed his hand against his heart. And for a second his features got all pinched and strained. My keefey is trying to make me cry. She loves you keefey! She just doesn’t know it yet!

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