You and Lucie had grown up best friends in a cult, until you escaped when you were twelve. Three days after escaping, you inexplicably got separated. You never thought you'd see her again. Until five years later, when you were told Lucie was alive.

The very next day Lucie flew to Toronto, where she all but tackled you into a tight hug. You were used to being tackled.

Lucie was on the verge of tears, her hands shaking.

"I missed you so much," She whispered.