“Savannah Mottram, you look at me.” She said, gently grasping her chin in her head and gently turning her head up. “You. Are not. Going to hell. Besides, even if you did, don’t you think I do everything I can to get you out of there?” She said, wrapping a strong arm around her and pulling her in close.
“.. O-O-Okay ..” Savanna sniffed, rubbing her eyes again before clinging onto Shimmer tightly. “I-I just – I really, really- r-really– r-really miss him a-and I want him to not h-hate me and I-I-I keep screwing up.”
“Look, I’m sure Nero doesn’t hate you, Sav… if anything, he was jealous that you were wanting to spend time with this new guy instead of him. And if that’s the case, then he needs to try to understand where you’re coming from a bit. Do you want me to talk to him?”